Salvation unto Us Has Come

Salvation un­to us has come

By God’s free grace and fa­vor;

Good works can­not av­ert our doom

They help and save us nev­er.

Faith looks to Je­sus Christ alone

Who did for all the world atone;

He is our one Re­deem­er.

What God did in His law de­mand

And none to Him could ren­der

Caused wrath and woe on ev­ery hand

For man

the vile of­fend­er.

Our flesh has not those pure de­sires

The spir­it of the Law re­quires

And lost is our con­di­tion.

It was a false

mis­lead­ing dream

That God His Law had giv­en

So sin­ners could them­selves re­deem

And by their works gain Heav­en.

The Law is but a mir­ror bright

To bring the in­bred sin to light

That lurks with­in our na­ture.

From sin our flesh could not ab­stain

Sin held its sway un­ceas­ing;

The task was use­less and in vain

Our guilt was e’er in­creas­ing.

None can re­move sin’s poi­soned dart

Or pu­ri­fy our guile­ful heart—

So deep is our cor­rupt­ion.

Yet as the Law must be ful­filled

Or we must die des­pair­ing

Christ came and hath God’s an­ger stilled

Our hu­man na­ture shar­ing.

He hath for us the Law ob­eyed

And thus the Fa­ther’s ven­geance stayed

Which ov­er us im­pend­ed.

Since Christ hath full atone­ment made

And brought us to sal­va­tion

Each Christ­ian there­fore may be glad

And build on this foun­da­tion.

Thy grace alone

dear Lord

I plead

Thy death is now my life in­deed

For Thou hast paid my ran­som.

Let me not doubt

but trust in Thee

Thy Word can­not be brok­en;

Thy call rings out

Come un­to Me!

No false­hood hast Thou spok­en.

Baptized in­to Thy pre­cious name

My faith can­not be put to shame

And I shall nev­er per­ish.

The Law re­veals the guilt of sin

And makes men con­science-strick­en;

The Gos­pel then doth en­ter in

The sin­ful soul to quick­en.

Come to the cross

trust Christ

and live;

The Law no peace can ev­er give

No com­fort and no bless­ing.

Faith clings to Je­sus’ cross alone

And rests in Him un­ceas­ing;

And by its fruits true faith is known

With love and hope in­creas­ing.

Yet faith alone doth jus­ti­fy

Works serve thy neigh­bor and sup­ply

The proof that faith is liv­ing.

Hope waits for the ac­cept­ed hour—

Till God give joy for mourn­ing

When He dis­plays His heal­ing pow­er

Thy sighs to songs are turn­ing;

Thy needs are known un­to thy Lord

And He is faith­ful to His word

This is our hope’s foun­da­tion.

Though it may seem

He hears thee not

Count not thy­self for­sak­en;

Thy wants are ne’er by Him for­got

Let this thy hope awak­en;

His word is sure

here is thy stay

Although thy heart to this sai­th nay

Let not thy faith be shak­en.

All bless­ing

hon­or

thanks

and praise

To Fa­ther

Son

and Spir­it

The God that saved us by His grace—

All glo­ry to His mer­it!

O tri­une God in Heav’n above

Who hast rev­ealed Thy sav­ing love

Thy bless­èd name be hal­lowed.

Thy king­dom come

Thy will be done

In earth

as ’tis in Heav­en:

Keep us in life

by grace led on

Forgiving and for­giv­en;

Save Thou us in temp­ta­tion’s hour

And from all ills; Thine is the pow­er

And all the glo­ry

Am­en!