My hope does not live because I'm not a sinner, but because I am a sinner for whom Christ died. My trust is not that I am holy, but that being unholy, He is my righteousness. My faith does not rest upon what I am or shall be or feel or know, but in what Christ is, in what he has done, and in what he is now doing for me. Charles Spurgeon.

Let us wonder grace and justice join and point to mercy's store. When through grace in Christ our trust is, justice smiles and asks no more. He has washed us with his blood. He has brought us nigh to God. Let us praise and join the chorus of the saints enthroned on high. Here they trusted him before us. Now their praises fill the sky. He has washed us with his blood. He has brought us nigh to God. Yes, we praise thee, glorious Savior. Wonder, love, and bless thy name. Pardon, Lord, our poor endeavor. Pity for thou knowest our frame. He has washed us with his blood. He has brought us nigh to God. John Newton.