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Hymn 57

Written by: Isaac Watts | Biography
 | Quotes (11) |
 Original sin.
Rom.
5:12, etc.
; Psa.
51:5; Job 14:4.
Backward with humble shame we look On our original; How is our nature dashed and broke In our first father's fall! To all that's good averse and blind, But prone to all that's ill What dreadful darkness veils our mind! How obstinate our will! [Conceived in sin, O wretched state! Before we draw our breath The first young pulse begins to beat Iniquity and death.
How strong in our degen'rate blood The old corruption reigns, And, mingling with the crooked flood, Wanders through all our veins.
] [Wild and unwholesome as the root Will all the branches be; How can we hope for living fruit From such a deadly tree? What mortal power from things unclean Can pure productions bring? Who can command a vital stream From an infected spring?] Yet, mighty God! thy wondrous love Can make our nature clean, While Christ and grace prevail above The tempter, death, and sin.
The second Adam shall restore The ruins of the first; Hosannah to that sovereign power That new-creates our dust!



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