1 Lord, we confess our numerous faults,
How great our guilt has been:
Foolish and vain were all our thoughts,
And all our lives were sin.
2 But, O my soul, for ever praise,
For ever love His Name,
Who turns thy feet from dangerous ways
Of folly, sin, and shame.
3 'Tis not by works of righteousness
Which our own hands have done;
But we are saved by sovereign grace
Abounding through His Son.
4 'Tis from the mercy of our God
That all our hopes begin;
'Tis by the Water and the Blood
Our souls are saved from sin.
5 'Tis through the purchase of His Death
Who hung upon the Tree,
The Spirit is sent down to breathe
On such dry bones as we.
6 Raised from the dead we live anew;
And justified by grace,
We shall appear in glory too,
And see our Father's face.
|First Line:||Lord, we confess our numerous faults|
|Topic:||Sin and Redemption; Septuagesima Sunday; Quinquagesima Sunday(6 more...)|
|Notes:||Alternate tune #42 or #91|
|Notes:||Composer from index: Rev. R. N. Parke|