(“Voices in The World.”)
Creation spoke Thy power, O God!
But Thou were still unknown,
And Adam in the garden walked
Till eventide alone.
Man could not, by the creature, rise
Creation’s God to know;
Though innocent awhile he stood,
God’s image here below.
Sin wasted Soon the work so fair,
And fallen man is seen;
Nor can he rise, nor breathe a prayer,
Until God intervene.
Man unto God would never turn—
A rebel, and undone—
But God in love could o’er him yearn:
God sent, in grace, His Son.
Creation’s voice is little heard;
It sank through Adam’s sin.
God wrote redemption in His Word;
The lost He thus would win.
Man never unto God has soared,
Before nor since the fall;
But, ever be His name adored,
One lives who died for all.
The God who knew His creature’s guilt
As mountains deep and high,
Sent forth His Son; His blood was spilt;
He freely came to DIE.
He died, was buried, rose again,
The Holy Scriptures show;
Whoever will, made pure of stains,
That Saviour’s worth shall know.