Verse 1

I could not do without Thee, O Savior of the lost, Whose precious blood redeemed me At such tremendous cost; Thy righteousness, Thy pardon, Thy precious blood, must be My only hope and comfort, My glory and my plea.

Verse 2

I could not do without Thee; I cannot stand alone, I have no strength or goodness, No wisdom of my own; But Thou, beloved Savior, Art all in all to me, And weakness will be power If I lean hard on Thee.

Verse 3

I could not do without Thee; No other friend can read The spirit's strange, deep longings, Interpreting its need; No human heart could enter Each dim recess of mine, And soothe, and hush, and calm it, O blessed Lord, but Thine.

Verse 4

I could not do without Thee, For years are fleeting fast, And soon in solemn loneness The river must be passed; But Thou wilt never leave me, And though the waves roll high, I know Thou wilt be near me, And whisper, It is I.