1 Deep in the dust before Thy throne,
Our guilt and our disgrace we own;
Great God! we own the unhappy name
Whence sprang our nature and our shame.

2 But whilst our spirits, filled with awe,
Behold the terrors of Thy law,
We sing the honors of Thy grace,
That sent to save our ruin'd race.

3 We sing Thine everlasting Son,
Who join'd our nature to His own;
The second Adam, from the dust
Raises the ruins of the first.

4 Where sin did reign, and death abound,
There have the sons of Adam found
Abounding life; there glorious grace
Reigns through the Lord our righteousness.