Oh How Fair That Morning Broke

Oh how fair that morn­ing broke

When in Ed­en man awoke!

Beast and bird and in­sect bright

Reveled in the glad­some light;

God looked down from Heav’n ab­ove

All was life and joy and love.

Ah! the dole­ful change when sin

Darkly

subt­ly en­tered in!

War and pes­ti­lence and dearth

Mar and sad­den God’s fair earth;

Human sor­row fills the air;

Death is reign­ing ev­ery­where.

Yet re­joice; for God on high

Hath not left His world to die!

God’s dear Son

with dy­ing breath

Broke the pow­er of sin and death;

Christ the Tempt­er ov­er­threw

Christ is mak­ing all things new.

Lord

in me be sin sub­dued

So may I with heart re­newed

Fight the fight and run the race

Work in my ap­point­ed place

Waiting for the glad new birth

Of Thy per­fect Heav’n and earth.