1 Our nat'ral and our fed'ral head
In paradise was plac'd,
In his Creator's image made
With strength and wisdom grac'd.
2 Bless'd with the joys of innocence,
Firm and secure he stood,
Till he debas'd his soul to sense,
And ate th' unlawful food.
3 Now back with humble shame we look
On our original;
How is our nature dash'd and broke
In our fist father's fall!
4 To all that's good, averse, and blind,
But prone to all that's ill;
What dreadful darkness veils our mind!
How obstinate our will!
5 Conceiv'd in sin (O wretched state!)
Before we draw our breath,
The first young pulse begins to beat
Depravity and death.
6 Wild and unwholesome as the root,
Will all the branches be;
How can we hope for living fruit
From such a deadly tree?
7 What mortal pow'r from things unclean
Can pure productions bring?
Who can command a vital stream
From an infected spring?
8 Yet, mighty God, thy wond'rous love
Can make our nature clean,
While Christ and grace prevail above,
The tempter, death and sin.
9 The second Adam can restore
The ruins of the first;
Hosanna to that sov'reign pow'r
That new-creates our dust!
Source: The Psalms of David: with hymns and spiritual songs: also, the catechism, confession of faith, and liturgy of the Reformed Church in the Netherlands #H3
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