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Into the eyes of infants; may we gaze there and find innocence?
My Bible tells me, "No! Not so." As they are guilty of offence.
That sin of Adam, passed along to all born of his cursed seed;
the law of imputation. Tis the justice of the LORD decreed.
First Adam, more than just a man; he, for all mankind, stood in their stead.
This law of first republic... declares first man our legal head.
He, bound within a covenant, of works, to trust and to obey
each Word of God, his Maker; He Who formed him from the clay.
Those given representative, they all of his posterity,
must also reap the just reward of Adam's choice about a tree.
Had he chosen goodness, to abstain from that denied,
had he grace contented rather than a lustful pride,
then he, as well as all his seed, receive eternal blessings' bliss.
Instead he chose to let his heart give heed to Serpent's hiss.
Wherefore he pressed his lips and sealed betrayal with a kiss.
Who so wise can fathom why a will, so free as this,
would e'er forsake his Maker, Whom he spoke with face to Face?
Why betray his blessed LORD; forsake His good and grace?
Who so wise can fathom why a will so free from sin,
would freely choose the wrath of God, and all mankind ruin?

Suppose? Who knows?
To none God owes
His gift of grace.
He freely shows
this grace to those
He freely chose.

His Spirit goes
as Wind that blows,
as pure and living 
Water flows,
as warming Ray
of Son-Light glows.

The promised Seed
takes root and grows.
Whence beauties bloom
from Sharon's Rose.

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