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Sin has a thousand treach'rous arts
To practise on the mind;
With flatt'ring looks she tempts our hearts,
But leaves a sting behind.
With names of virtue she deceives
The aged and the young;
And while the heedless wretch believes,
She makes his fetters strong.
She pleads for all the joys she brings,
And gives a fair pretence;
But cheats the soul of heav'nly things,
And chains it down to sense.
So on a tree divinely fair
Grew the forbidden food;
Our mother took the poison there,
And tainted all her blood.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1707
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Bible Refs:
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1 Co 15:56;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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MUSIC
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Name:
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REMSEN
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1862
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