English poem
Ii
Grieving sore o’er Eden’s sorrow When our race in Adam fell; And the fatal fruit he tasted, Welcomed sin, and death, and hell; God ordained a tree in Zion, Eden’s poison to dispel.
Versos English John Brownlie Ii
Versos English John Brownlie Ii
English poem
Grieving sore o’er Eden’s sorrow When our race in Adam fell; And the fatal fruit he tasted, Welcomed sin, and death, and hell; God ordained a tree in Zion, Eden’s poison to dispel.