Oh how fair that morn­ing broke,
When in Ed­en man awoke!
Beast and bird and in­sect bright
Reveled in the glad­some light;
God looked down from Heav’n above,
All was life and joy and love.

Ah! the dole­ful change when sin
Darkly, subt­ly en­tered in!
War and pes­ti­lence and dearth
Mar and sad­den God’s fair earth;
Human sor­row fills the air;
Death is reign­ing ev­ery­where.

Yet re­joice; for God on high
Hath not left His world to die!
God’s dear Son, with dy­ing breath,
Broke the pow­er of sin and death;
Christ the Tempt­er ov­er­threw,
Christ is mak­ing all things new.

Lord, in me be sin sub­dued,
So may I with heart re­newed,
Fight the fight and run the race,
Work in my ap­point­ed place,
Waiting for the glad new birth
Of Thy per­fect Heav’n and earth.