I

Formed in Thine image bright,

With glory on my head,

I lived within Thy light,

And on Thy bounty fed.

II

But ah! that evil day!

The tempter’s silvery tone

Lured me from God away,

To seek for bliss alone.

III

Dark came the night of sin,

I mourned my woeful plight,

For all was dark within,

And all around was night.

IV

Shorn of Thy beauty fair,

Gift at my wondrous birth,

Hope fled before despair,

Gone was the joy of earth.

V

Yea, though the prayer be vain,

Now will I lift mine eyes,

Call me, God, back again,

Back to Thy paradise.

VI

Came there a voice to me,

Yea, ’twas Thy voice, my God,

Bidding me come to Thee,

Up to Thy pure abode.

VII

Trusting Thy mercy great,

Up from my woes I’ll rise,

Seeking the golden gate

Opening to paradise.