1 When the first parents of our race
Rebell'd and lost their God,
And the infection of their sin
Had tainted all our blood;
2 Infinite pity touch'd the heart
Of the eternal Son,
Descending from the heavenly court
He left his Father's throne.
3 Aside the Prince of glory threw
His most divine array,
And wrapt his Godhead in a veil
Of our inferior clay.
4 His living power, and dying love
Redeem'd unhappy men,
And rais'd the ruins of our race
To life and God again.
5 To thee, dear Lord, our flesh and soul
We joyfully resign,
Bless'd Jesus, take us for thy own,
For we are doubly thine.
6 Thine honour shall for ever be
The business of our days,
For ever shall our thankful tongue
Speak thy deserved praise.