Old-Line Primitive Baptist Hymn and Tune Book

632 (C.M.) Joseph Hart

How can ye hope, deluded souls,

To see what none e'er saw:

Salvation by the works obtained

Of Sinai's fiery law?

There ye may toil, and weep, and fast,

And vex your heart with pain;

And, when you've ended, find at last

That all your toil was vain.

That law but makes your guilt abound;

Sad help! and, what is worse,

All souls that under that are found,

By God himself are cursed.

This curse pertains to those who break

One precept, e'er so small;

And where's the man, in thought or deed,

That has not broken all?

Only by faith in Jesus' wounds

The sinner finds release;

No other sacrifice for sin

Will God accept but this.