Not by the laws of innocence

Can Adam's sons arrive at heav'n;

New works can give us no pretence

To have our ancient sins forgiv'n.

Not the best deeds that we have done

Can make a wounded conscience whole;

Faith is the grace, and faith alone,

That flies to Christ, and saves the soul.

Lord, I believe thy heav'nly word,

Fain would I have my soul renewed;

I mourn for sin, and trust the Lord

To have it pardoned and subdued.

O may thy grace its power display,

Let guilt and death no longer reign;

Save me in thine appointed way,

Nor let my humble faith be vain.