98 | Church Book#99 | 100 |
Text: | Lord, we confess our numerous faults |
Author: | Watts |
Tune: | TRESDALE |
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.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Lord, we confess our numerous faults |
Author: | Watts (1709) |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1890 |
Topic: | Sin and Redemption; Septuagesima Sunday; Quinquagesima Sunday(6 more...) |
Notes: | Alternate tune #42 or #91 |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | TRESDALE |
Meter: | C. M. |
Key: | D Major |
Notes: | Composer from index: Rev. R. N. Parke |