English poem
Clxix. [140]
by Michael Wigglesworth (1631–1705)
“O great Creator why was our Nature depravéd and forlorn? Why so defil’d, and made so vil’d, whilst we were jet unborn? If it be just, and needs we must transgressors reckon’d be. Thy Mercy, Lord, to us afford, which sinners hath set free.
CLXX.
“Behold we see Adam set free, and sav’d from his trespass, Whose sinful Fall hath split us all, and brought us to this pass. Canst thou deny us once to try, or Grace to us to tender, When he finds grace before thy face, who was the chief offender?“
Their arguments taken off.