1 [Great King of glory and of grace!
We own, with humble shame,
How vile is our degen'rate race,
And our first father's name.]
2 From Adam flows our tainted blood,
The poison reigns within;
Makes us averse to all that's good,
And willing slaves to sin.
3 [Daily we break thy holy laws,
And then reject thy grace;
Engag'd in the old serpent's cause,
Against our Maker's face.l
4 We live estrang'd afar from God,
And love the distance well;
With haste we run the dang'rous road
That leads to death and hell.
5 And can such rebels be restor'd!
Such natures made divine!
Let sinners see thy glory, Lord,
And feel this pow'r of thine.
6 We raise our Fathers name on high,
Who his own Spirit sends,
To bring rebellious strangers nigh,
And turn his foes to friends.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Great King of glory and of grace! |
Title: | An unconverted state: or converting grace |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1793 |
Notes: | Public Domain. |