n man, in his own image made,
How much God did bestow!
The whole creation homage paid,
And owned him lord below.

He dwelt in Eden’s garden, stored
With sweets for every sense;
And there, with his descending Lord,
He walked with confidence.

But, O, by sin, how quickly changed!
His honor forfeited,
His heart from God and truth estranged,
His conscience filled with dread!

Now from his Maker’s voice he flees,
Which was before his joy,
And thinks to hide, amid the trees,
From an all-seeing eye.

Compelled to answer to his name,
With stubbornness and pride,
He casts on God Himself the blame,
Nor once for mercy cried.

But grace, unasked, his heart subdued,
And all his guilt forgave;
By faith the promised Seed he viewed,
And felt His pow’r to save.

Thus we ourselves would justify,
Though we the law transgress;
Like him, unable to deny,
Unwilling to confess.

But when, by faith, the sinner sees
A pardon, bought with blood,
Then he forsakes his foolish pleas,
And gladly turns to God.

1 Helpe Lord, for there is not a godly man left: for the faithfull are fayled from among the children of men.
2 They speake deceitfully euery one with his neighbour, flattering with their lips, and speake with a double heart.
3 The Lorde cut off all flattering lippes, and the tongue that speaketh proude things:
4 Which haue saide, With our tongue will we preuaile: our lippes are our owne: who is Lord ouer vs?
5 Now for the oppression of the needy, and for the sighes of the poore, I will vp, sayeth the Lord, and will set at libertie him, whom the wicked hath snared.
6 The wordes of the Lorde are pure wordes, as the siluer, tried in a fornace of earth, fined seuen folde.
7 Thou wilt keepe them, O Lord: thou wilt preserue him from this generation for euer.
8 The wicked walke on euery side: when they are exalted, it is a shame for the sonnes of men.

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