What gift of grace is Jesus my redeemer,
There is no more for heaven now to give
He is my joy, my righteousness, and freedom
My steadfast love, my deep and boundless peace

  To this I hold, my hope is only Jesus
  For my life is wholly bound to his
  Oh how strange and divine, I can sing: all is mine!
  Yet not I, but through Christ in me

The night is dark, but I am not forsaken
For by my side, the Saviour He will stay
I labour on in weakness and rejoicing
For in my need, His power is displayed

  To this I hold, my Shepherd will defend me
  Through the deepest valley He will lead
  Oh the night has been won, and I shall overcome!
  Yet not I, but through Christ in me

No fate I dread, I know I am forgiven
The future sure, the price it has been paid
For Jesus bled and suffered for my pardon
And He was raised to overthrow the grave

  To this I hold, my sin has been defeated
  Jesus now and ever is my plea
  Oh the chains are released, I can sing: I am free!
  Yet not I, but through Christ in me

With every breath, I long to follow Jesus
For He has said that He will bring me home
And day by day I know He will renew me
Until I stand with joy before the throne

  To this I hold, my hope is only Jesus
  All the glory evermore to Him
  When the race is complete, still my lips shall repeat:
  Yet not I, but through Christ in me!

  When the race is complete, still my lips shall repeat:
  Yet not I, but through Christ in me!
  Yet not I, but through Christ in me!
  Yet not I, but through Christ in me!