1 See human nature sunk in shame;
See scandals pour'd on Jesu's name;
The father wounded through the son;
The world abus'd, the soul undone.
2 See the short course of vain delight,
Closing in everlasting night;
In flames, that no abatement know,
Kindled by sin the source of woe.
3 My God, I feel the mournful scene;
My bowels yearn o'er dying men;
And fain new pity would reclaim,
And snatch the fire-brands from the flame.
4 But feeble my compassion proves,
And can but weep, where most it loves;
Thy own all-saving arm employ,
And turn these drops of grief to joy.
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First Line: | See human nature sunk in shame |
Title: | The effects of the fall lamented |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1799 |
Topic: | Fall of man, its effects lamented; Man: His fall |