1 Self-righteous souls on works rely,
And boast their mortal dignity;
But if I lisp a song of praise,
Grace is the note my soul shall raise.
2 'Twas grace that quickened me when dead,
And grace my soul to Jesus led;
Grace brings me pardon for my sin--
'Tis grace subdues my lusts within.
3 'Tis grace that sweetens ev'ry cross,
'Tis grace supports in ev'ry loss;
In Jesus' grace my soul is strong--
Grace is my hope and Christ my song.
4 'Tis grace defends when danger's near;
And 'tis by grace I persevere;
'Tis grace constrains my soul to love--
Free grace is all they sing above.
5 Through endless years of grace I'll sing,
Adore and bless my heavenly King;
I'll cast my crown before His throne,
Saved by His sov'reign grace alone.
Source: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal: with music #397