English poem
Clxvi. [139]
by Michael Wigglesworth (1631–1705)
Then to the Bar all they drew near Who died in infancy, And never had or good or bad effected pers’nally: But from the womb unto the tomb were straightway carried, (Or at the least ere they transgress’d) who thus began to plead:
CLXVII.
“If for our own transgressi-on, or disobedience. We here did stand at thy left hand, just were the Recompense; But Adam’s guilt our souls hath spilt, his fault is ckarg’d upon us; And that alone hath overthrown and utterly undone us.
CLXVIII.
“Not we, but he ate of the Tree, whose fruit was interdicted; Yet on us all of his sad Fall the punishment’s inflicted. How could we sin that had not been, or how is his sin our, Without consent, which to prevent we never had the pow’r?