GENESIS ANALYZED
LEMUEL KAYHART
LEMUEL KAYHART
LEMUEL KAYHART
’Twas man who first came on the earth,Without a sin or shame;He knew nothing but joy and mirth,And Adam was his name.In Eden’s garden he was placed,And lovely were the scenes;All fitted up with God’s own taste,Among the evergreens.How happy then he must have been,From toil and labor free;From sickness, sorrow, death and sin,—In Nature’s charming glee!In God’s own image he was made,Without a single care;He never used a hoe nor spade,’Till woman was put there.’Twas woman first broke God’s command,Then tempted man to sin;’Twas her first brought shame in the land,And raised this awful din.Through woman, Christ with grief did mourn,For her He bled and died;For her He wore a crown of thorns,Was hung and crucified.If Adam had reserved his bone,’Tis true he’d had no wife;’Tis better far to live alone,Than live in war and strife.But now, you know, since Adam’s time,That things are all made new,—And now to end my little rhyme,I’ll call her Kind and True!
’Twas man who first came on the earth,Without a sin or shame;He knew nothing but joy and mirth,And Adam was his name.In Eden’s garden he was placed,And lovely were the scenes;All fitted up with God’s own taste,Among the evergreens.How happy then he must have been,From toil and labor free;From sickness, sorrow, death and sin,—In Nature’s charming glee!In God’s own image he was made,Without a single care;He never used a hoe nor spade,’Till woman was put there.’Twas woman first broke God’s command,Then tempted man to sin;’Twas her first brought shame in the land,And raised this awful din.Through woman, Christ with grief did mourn,For her He bled and died;For her He wore a crown of thorns,Was hung and crucified.If Adam had reserved his bone,’Tis true he’d had no wife;’Tis better far to live alone,Than live in war and strife.But now, you know, since Adam’s time,That things are all made new,—And now to end my little rhyme,I’ll call her Kind and True!
’Twas man who first came on the earth,Without a sin or shame;He knew nothing but joy and mirth,And Adam was his name.
’Twas man who first came on the earth,
Without a sin or shame;
He knew nothing but joy and mirth,
And Adam was his name.
In Eden’s garden he was placed,And lovely were the scenes;All fitted up with God’s own taste,Among the evergreens.
In Eden’s garden he was placed,
And lovely were the scenes;
All fitted up with God’s own taste,
Among the evergreens.
How happy then he must have been,From toil and labor free;From sickness, sorrow, death and sin,—In Nature’s charming glee!
How happy then he must have been,
From toil and labor free;
From sickness, sorrow, death and sin,—
In Nature’s charming glee!
In God’s own image he was made,Without a single care;He never used a hoe nor spade,’Till woman was put there.
In God’s own image he was made,
Without a single care;
He never used a hoe nor spade,
’Till woman was put there.
’Twas woman first broke God’s command,Then tempted man to sin;’Twas her first brought shame in the land,And raised this awful din.
’Twas woman first broke God’s command,
Then tempted man to sin;
’Twas her first brought shame in the land,
And raised this awful din.
Through woman, Christ with grief did mourn,For her He bled and died;For her He wore a crown of thorns,Was hung and crucified.
Through woman, Christ with grief did mourn,
For her He bled and died;
For her He wore a crown of thorns,
Was hung and crucified.
If Adam had reserved his bone,’Tis true he’d had no wife;’Tis better far to live alone,Than live in war and strife.
If Adam had reserved his bone,
’Tis true he’d had no wife;
’Tis better far to live alone,
Than live in war and strife.
But now, you know, since Adam’s time,That things are all made new,—And now to end my little rhyme,I’ll call her Kind and True!
But now, you know, since Adam’s time,
That things are all made new,—
And now to end my little rhyme,
I’ll call her Kind and True!