Verse 1
Boasters of a religious show,
Who the unlearned poor disdain,
Howe’er the literal law ye know,
Its curse doth still on you remain,
Who have not the whole law fulfill’d,
It speaks your condemnation seal’d.
Verse 2
The poor, the death-devoted croud
Their Lord with humble faith receive,
They gladly know their pardning God,
Freed from the legal curse they live,
The Spirit of pure obedience prove,
And all the law fulfill’d in love.