The Evil of Sin Visible in the Fall of Angels and Men

Verse 1

When the great Builder arched the skies, And formed all nature with a word, The joyful cherubs tuned his praise, And every bending throne adored.

Verse 2

High in the midst of all the throng, Satan, a tall archangel, sat; Amongst the morning stars he sung, Till sin destroyed his heav'nly state.

Verse 3

'Twas sin that hurled him from his throne; Grov'lling in fire the rebel lies: "How art thou sunk in darkness down, Son of the morning, from the skies!"

Verse 4

And thus our two first parents stood, Till sin defiled the happy place; They lost their garden and their God, And ruined all their unborn race.

Verse 5

So sprung the plague from Adam's bower, And spread destruction all abroad; Sin, the cursed name, that in one hour Spoiled six days' labor of a God!

Verse 6

Tremble, my soul, and mourn for grief, That such a foe should seize thy breast; Fly to thy Lord for quick relief; Oh may he slay this treach'rous guest!

Verse 7

Then to thy throne, victorious King, Then to thy throne our shouts shall rise! Thine everlasting arm we sing; For sin, the monster, bleeds and dies.