C.M.
1
How happily the moments fled
In Eden’s garden fair!
For sin, the source of death and shame,
Had never entered there.
2
And man, the lord of that bright place,
Could most of all rejoice,
To feel his glorious Maker near,
To hear his Maker’s voice.
3
But when, with Eve, he disobeyed,
The tempting fruit to eat,
He hid himself, and was afraid
This holy God to meet.
4
And, children, let me ask you why
Your hearts are full of fear,
To think you must, whene’er you die,
Before God’s face appear?
5
’Tis sin that makes you thus afraid,
Your conscience tells within;
For surely hath the Scripture said,
“The sting of death is sin.”
