The earth was not designed to be a waste
But Paradise with always open gate,
Yet Satan slithered in to bring his hate
To tempt the man with woman who’s his mate.
Together they ate fruit forbidden them,
Attempted to decree what’s right and wrong,
And conscience, reason in their heartrs grew dim,
So they in Garden Fair did not belong.
Away from Tree of Life they were then cast
With promise of the Lord to His earth save
By fruit from Tree that will forever last
And ransom lives beyond their human graves.
The Father’s Son gave His own Body, Blood
On Cross–through grave become our risen Food.