Live with­out sin! It can­not be!
This the enor­mous mount­ain stands,
The grand im­pos­si­bi­li­ty,
The hin­drance to our Lord’s com­mands!
But when the God of per­fect love,
To build His Church, ap­pears again,
Th’enor­mous mount­ain shall re­move,
And sink, and flow in­to a plain.

By faith we see our Lord des­cend,
And ev­ery ob­stacle give place:
He comes, He comes, our sin to end,
With the om­ni­po­tence of grace!
He comes, He comes, His house to build,
He bids the in­bred bar de­part:
And tempt­ed then, we can­not yield,
We can­not sin, when pure in heart.