Lord, what was man, when made at first,
Adam the offspring of the dust,
That Thou shouldst set him and his race
But just below an angel�s place?

That Thou shouldst raise his nature so,
And make him lord of all below;
Make every beast and bird submit,
And lay the fishes at his feet?

But O! what brighter glories wait
To crown the Second Adam�s state!
What honors shall Thy Son adorn,
Who condescended to be born!

See Him below His angels made;
See Him in dust amongst the dead,
To save a ruined world from sin;
But He shall reign with power divine.

The world to come, redeemed from all
The mis�ries that attend the fall,
New made and glorious, shall submit
At our exalted Savior�s feet.