1 Lord, we confess our num'rous faults,
How great our guilt has been,
How vain and foolish all our thoughts,
How deeply stained with sin.
2 But oh, my soul, forever praise,
Forever love, his name
Who turns your feet from dang'rous ways
Of folly, sin, and shame.
3 'Tis not by works of righteousness
Which our own hands have done,
But we are saved by God's free 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.
Source: Christian Worship: a Lutheran hymnal #398