Verse 1
Hadst Thou not come to Adam’s race,
And call’d them all to turn and live,
Offer’d thy free, sufficient grace
With power the pardon to receive,
They might have charg’d their death on Thee,
As reprobate by thy decree.
Verse 2
But who thy heavenly doctrine hear,
And view the wonders of thy power,
Yet will not their Creator fear,
Or Thee their Saviour-God adore,
They must their wilful folly own,
Undone; but by themselves undone.
Verse 3
No colour for their sin they have,
Their stubborn infidelity:
Thou dost declare thy will to save,
They will not thy salvation see,
But from thine arms of mercy fly,
And die, because resolv’d to die.