Verse 1
Slaves we all by nature are,
To every vice inclin’d,
Foil’d, and prisoners took in war,
Our conqueror’s yoke we find:
We to sin ourselves have sold,
And basely bow’d to passion’s sway;
By a thousand lusts controul’d,
We dar’d not disobey.
Verse 2
By the guilt and tyranny
Of cruel sin opprest,
Lord, we will not come to Thee
For freedom and for rest:
Break this adamantine chain,
Who only canst the soul release,
Change the stubborn will of man,
And bid us go in peace.