When Adam Sinned, Through All His Race

When Ad­am sinned

through all his race

The dire con­ta­gion spread:

As sick­ness

death

and deep dis­grace

Sprang from our fall­en head.

Satan in strong and hea­vy chains

Binds the de­lud­ed soul;

And ev­ery fu­ri­ous pas­sion reigns

Without the least con­trol.

From God and hap­pi­ness we fly

To earth and sense con­fined;

Lost in a maze of mi­se­ry

Yet to our mi­se­ry blind.

Whene’er the man be­gins his race

The cri­mi­nal ap­pears;

And ev­il ha­bits keep their pace

With our in­creas­ing years.

Corruption flows through all our veins

Our mor­al beau­ty’s gone;

The gold is fled

the dross re­mains;

Oh sin

what hast thou done!

Jesus

re­veal Thy par­don­ing grace

And draw our souls to Thee;

Thou art the on­ly hid­ing place

Where rui­ned souls can flee.