Hymns for Children, 25

Thee, Maker of the world, we praise,
The end of our creation own;
Being Thou gav'st the favourite race.

That man might love his God alone;
With knowledge fill'd, and joy, and peace,
And glorious, everlasting bliss.
But man his liberty of will
Abused, and turn'd his heart from Thee
His fault on us entail'd we feel,
While born in sin and misery,
We from our God with horror fly,
And perish, and for ever die.
We must have died that second death.

Had not the Son of God been man:
Jesus for us resign'd His breath,
For us revived, and rose again;
He purged our sin, He bought our peace,
And fills us with His righteousness.
We now, by His good Spirit led,
Our own desires and will forego.
Delight in all His steps to tread,
And perfect holiness below,
Our ransom'd souls to God resign,
Fill'd up with peace and joy Divine.
In Jesus join'd to God again,
To all Thy saints in earth and heaven,
We triumph with the sons of men,
Thy utmost grace to sinners given
Sure at His coming to receive,
And bless'd with Thee for ever live.