From dust we came, to dust return
The end of life and breath
Fierce shadows drive us to our knees
These haunting dreams of death
We claim from Eden's garden days
Until this time of choice
To know both good and ill
Yet still we heed the serpent's voice

The good we will, we do not do
What we abhor, embrace
We clothe our shame, deny our guilt
And flee our Maker's face
Yet there is One who did not sin
Who triumphed through his trials
He broke the Tempter's tangling snares
And saved us from his wiles

For in God's word Christ shares the bread
That feeds our hung'ring souls
And walks with us, God's Faithful One
The guardian of our goals
Till by the love of Love alone
He heals what sin has rent
O Jesus, come and give us life
These blessed days of Lent