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

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

I could not do without Thee, 
Oh Jesus, Saviour dear, 
E'en when mine eyes are holden, 
I know that Thou art near: 
How dreary and how lonely, 
This changeful life would be, 
Without this sweet communion, 
This secret rest with Thee.

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