1 As by one's sin fell all our kin,
Conceived and born sin-stained,
So by One's grace, who took the place
Of all, are all regained.

2 The blood-red tide from Christ's cleft side,
Shed for the good of all,
Is laver pure to cleanse and cure
All lost in Adam's fall.

3 Of it are born, though one forlorn,
The saints in Him baptized,
Its life receive all who believe
That Jesus is the Christ.

4 His righteousness is crown and dress
Of those who own Him Lord,
Who, sin-oppressed, find in Him rest,
And keep His faithful Word.

5 To God be praise through endless days,
In whom we live and move,
God—Father, Son, and Spirit—One,
The Triune God of Love!