1 Fools, in their hearts, believe and say,
"That all religion’s vain,
"There is no God that reigns on high,
"Or minds th’ affairs of men."
2 From thoughts so dreadful and profane
Corrupt discourse proceeds,
And in their impious hands are found
Abominable deeds.
3 The Lord from his celestial throne
Look'd down on things below,
To find the man that sought his grace,
Or did his justice know.
4 By nature all are gone astray,
Their practice all the same;
There’s none that fears his Maker’s hand,
There’s none that loves his name.
5 Their tongues are us'd to speak deceit,
Their slanders never cease;
How swift to mischief are their feet!
Nor know the paths of peace.
6 Such seeds of sin (that bitter root)
In ev'ry heart are found;
Nor can they bear diviner fruit,
'Till grace refine the ground.
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First Line: | Fools, in their hearts, believe and say |
Title: | By nature all men are sinners |
Meter: | Common Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1791 |
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Notes: | First part |