Acts 4: No, there is no other name

No, there is no other name,
Feelingly convinced I am;
Unredeemed to Jesus cry,
Help, or unredeem'd I die.

Sole Deliverer of Thine own,
Help is laid on Thee alone:
Thine the power to pardon sin,
Thine to bid my heart be clean.

Virtue still proceeds from Thee,
Vital grace, and purity;
Thou the open Fountain art,
Wash with blood my filthy heart.

Hear a desperate sinner pray,
Tear me from myself away:
Do what only Thou canst do,
Make my heart entirely new.

Save me that I may proclaim
All the wonders of Thy name;
Live by deeds to testify
Jesus is the Lord Most-High.

Jesus is my light within,
Rooting out the seeds of sin,
Is salvation from above,
Peace, and power, and perfect love.