Custom in Sin

Verse 1

Let the wild leopards of the wood Put off the spots that nature gives, Then may the wicked turn to God, And change their tempers and their lives.

Verse 2

As well might Ethiopian slaves Wash out the darkness of their skin, The deed as well might leave their graves, As old transgressors cease to sin.

Verse 3

Where vice has held its empire long, 'Twill not endure the least control; None but a power divinely strong Can turn the current of the soul.

Verse 4

Great God! I own thy power divine That works to change this heart of mine; I would be formed anew, and bless The wonders of creating grace.