I Can Do Nothing Alone

I plowed the fields and I planted the seed

I worked my hands to the bone

But the ground laid barren till He sent the sunshine

For I can do nothing alone

I raised the corn and I rode to the mill

With the best crop I ever had grown

But the wheel wouldn’t grind till He stirred the waters

For I can do nothing alone

I can do nothing alone

I’m weak and my Master is strong

I held the pencil but He wrote this song

For I can do nothing alone

And now as my years lead me into the valley

I’ve asked Him to please come home

For I walk in search of the good life hereafter

And I can do nothing alone

I can do nothing alone

I’m weak and my Master is strong

I held the pencil but He wrote this song

For I can do nothing alone