1 When the first parents of our race Rebell'd and lost their God, And the infection of their sin Had tainted all our blood;
2 Infinite pity touch'd the heart Of the eternal Son, Descending from the heavenly court He left his Father's throne.
3 Aside the Prince of glory threw His most divine array, And wrapt his Godhead in a veil Of our inferior clay.
4 His living power, and dying love Redeem'd unhappy men, And rais'd the ruins of our race To life and God again.
5 To thee, dear Lord, our flesh and soul We joyfully resign, Bless'd Jesus, take us for thy own, For we are doubly thine.
6 Thine honour shall for ever be The business of our days, For ever shall our thankful tongue Speak thy deserved praise.