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Original Sin; or, The first and second Adam

Author: Dr. Watts Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #XXXVIII (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Original Sin First Line: Adam our father and our head Lyrics: 1 Adam our father and our head, Transgress'd and justice doom'd us dead The fiery law speaks all despair, There's no reprieve nor pardon there. 2 Call a bright council in the skies; Seraphs, the mighty and the wise, Speak; are you strong to bear the load, The weighty vengeance of a God? 3 In vain we ask; for all around Stand silent thro' the heavenly ground; There's not a glorious mind above Has half the strength or half the love. 4 But O! unmeasuraable grace! The eternal son takes Adam's place; Down to our world the Saviour flies, Stretches his arms and bleeds, and dies. 5 Amazing work! look down, ye skies, Wonder and gaze with all your eyes; Ye saints below and saints above, And bow to this mysterious love Languages: English

Lord, I would spread my sore distress

Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #88 (1870) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Original Sin; Sin Original Lyrics: 1 Lord, I would spread my sore distress And guilt before Thine eyes; Against Thy laws, against Thy grace, How high my crimes arise! 2 I from the stock of Adam came, Unholy and unclean; All my original is shame, And all my nature sin. 3 Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul With Thy forgiving love; And make my broken spirit whole, And bid my pains remove. 4 Let not Thy spirit e'er depart, Nor drive me from Thy face; Create anew my sinful heart, And fill it with Thy grace. Languages: English

Sin has a thousand treacherous arts

Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #91 (1870) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Original Sin; Sin Original Lyrics: 1 Sin has a thousand treacherous arts To practise on the mind; With flatt'ring looks she tempts our hearts, But leaves a sting behind. 2 With names of virtue she deceives The aged and the young; And while the heedless wretch believes, She makes his fetters strong. 3 She pleads for all the joys she brings, And gives a fair pretence; But cheats the soul of heavenly things, And chains it down to sense. 4 So on a tree divinely fair Grew the forbidden food; Our mother took the poison there, And tainted all her blood. Languages: English

Orignial Sin; or, The first and second Adam

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the Most Approved Authors #XXVIII (1799) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Sin Original; Sin Original First Line: Adam our father and our head Lyrics: 1 Adam our father and our head, Transgress'd, and justice doom'd us dead; The fiery law speaks all despair, There's no reprieve nor pardon there. 2 Call a bright council in the skies; Seraphs the mighty and the wise, Speak; are you strong to bear the load, The weighty vengeance of a God? 3 In vain we ask; for all around Stand silent thro' the heavenly ground; There's not a glorious mind above Has half the strength, or half the love. 4 But O! unmeasuraable grace! The eternal Son takes Adam's place; Down to our world the Saviour flies, Stretches his arms, and bleeds, and dies. 5 Amazing work! look down, ye skies, Wonder and gaze with all your eyes; Ye saints below and saints above, And bow to this mysterious love. Languages: English

Orignial Sin; or, The first and second Adam

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns #XXVIII (1802) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Sin Original; Sin Original First Line: Adam our father and our head Lyrics: 1 Adam our father and our head, Transgress'd, and justice doom'd us dead; The fiery law speaks all despair, There's no reprieve nor pardon there. 2 Call a bright council in the skies; Seraphs the mighty and the wise, Speak; are you strong to bear the load, The weighty vengeance of a God? 3 In vain we ask; for all around Stand silent thro' the heavenly ground; There's not a glorious mind above Has half the strength, or half the love. 4 But O! unmeasuraable grace! The eternal Son takes Adam's place; Down to our world the Saviour flies, Stretches his arms, and bleeds, and dies. 5 Amazing work! look down, ye skies, Wonder and gaze with all your eyes; Ye saints below and saints above, And bow to this mysterious love. Languages: English

Deep in the dust before Thy throne

Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #89 (1870) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Original Sin; Sin Original Lyrics: 1 Deep in the dust before Thy throne, Our guilt and our disgrace we own; Great God! we own the unhappy name Whence sprang our nature and our shame. 2 But whilst our spirits, filled with awe, Behold the terrors of Thy law, We sing the honors of Thy grace, That sent to save our ruin'd race. 3 We sing Thine everlasting Son, Who join'd our nature to His own; The second Adam, from the dust Raises the ruins of the first. 4 Where sin did reign, and death abound, There have the sons of Adam found Abounding life; there glorious grace Reigns through the Lord our righteousness. Languages: English

Buried in shadows of the night

Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #90 (1870) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Original Sin; Sin Original Lyrics: 1 Buried in shadows of the night, We lie till Christ restores the light; Wisdom descends to heal the blind, And chase the darkness of the mind. 2 Our very frame is mix'd with sin; His Spirit makes our natures clean; Such virtues from His suff'rings flow, At once to cleanse and pardon too. 3 Jesus beholds where Satan reigns, Binding his slaves in heavy chains; He sets the prisoners free, and breaks The iron bondage from our necks. 4 Poor, helpless worms in Thee possess Grace, wisdom, power and righteousness; Thou art our mighty all, and we Give our whole selves, O Lord, to Thee. Languages: English

Backward with humble shame we look

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #90 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Original Sin Lyrics: 1 Backward with humble shame we look, On our original; How is our nature dash'd and broke In our first father's fall! 2 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! 3 How strong in our degenerate blood, The old corruption reigns, And, mingling with the crooked flood, Wanders through all our veins! 4 Wild and unwholesome as the root Will all the branches be; How can we hope for living fruit From such a deadly tree? 5 What mortal power from things unclean Can pure productions bring? Who can command a vital stream From an infected spring? 6 Yet, mighty God, thy wondrous love Can make our nature clean, While Christ and grace prevail above The tempter, death, and sin. 7 The second Adam shall restore The ruins of the first, Hosanna to that sovereign power That new-creates our dust. Scripture: Job 14:4

Backward with humble Shame we look

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #I.LVII (1766) Topics: Original Sin Lyrics: 1 Backward with humble Shame we look On our Original, How is our Nature dash'd and broke In our first Father's Fall! 2 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! [3 Conceiv'd in Sin (O wretched State!) Before we draw our Breath; The first young Pulse begins to beat Iniquity and Death. 4 How strong in our degen'rate Blood, The old Corruption reigns, And, mingling with the crooked Flood, Wanders through all our Veins!] [5 Wild and unwholesome as the Root, Will all the Branches be; How can we hope for living Fruit From such a deadly Tree? 6 What mortal Pow'r from Things unclean Can pure Productions bring? Who can command a vital Stream From an infected Spring?] 7 Yet, mighty God, thy wond'rous Love Can make our Nature clean, While Christ and Grace prevail above The Tempter, Death, and Sin. 8 The second Adam shall restore The Ruins of the first; Hosanna to that Sov'reign Pow'r That new-creates our Dust, Scripture: Romans 5:12-14 Languages: English

Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I

Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #92 (1870) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Original Sin; Sin Original Lyrics: 1 Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I, To mourn, and murmur, and repine To see the wicked placed on high, In pride and robes of honor shine! 2 But, oh, their end, their dreadful end! Thy sanctuary taught me so; On slipp'ry rocks I see them stand, And fiery billows roll below. 3 Their fancied joys, how fast they flee! Like dreams, as fleeting and as vain, Their songs of softest harmony Are but a prelude to their pain. 4 Now I esteem their mirth and wine Too dear to purchase with my blood; Lord, ’tis enough that Thou art mine, My life, my portion and my God. Languages: English