Vain are the hopes that rebels place
by Isaac Watts·1707·Meter 8.6.8.6 (CM)
Based on Matt 3:9.
1
Vain are the hopes that rebels place
Upon their birth and blood,
Descended from a pious race;
Their fathers now with God.
2
He from the caves of earth and hell
Can take the hardest stones,
And fill the house of Abram well
With new-created sons.
3
Such wondrous power doth he possess
Who formed our mortal frame,
Who called the world from emptiness,
The world obeyed and came.