1 Sin has a Thousand treach'rous Wrts
To practise on the Mind;
With flatt'ring Looks she tempts our Hearts,
But leaves a Sting behind.

2 With Names of Virtue she deceives
The Aged and the Uoung;
And while the heedless Wretch believes,
She makes his Fetters strong.

3 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.

4 So on a Tree divinely fair
Grew the forbidden Food;
Our Mother took the Poison there,
And tainted all her Blood.