1  In Eden's garden, Satan thought

    He'd wreck the Lord's intention.

    And so, conspiring, then, he wrought

    His subtle intervention.

    To man he entered in,

    Became indwelling sin,

    And by this deed so bad

    He really thought he had

    Undone the Lord completely.

 2  'Twas all according to God's plan

    To trap the Devil, Satan.

    His sphere of moving narrowed now,

    Man's flesh his habitation;

    Though brilliant was his plan

    To enter into man,

    This man became instead

    The means to bruise his head,

    And finish him forever.

 3  So Christ put on our human flesh —

    An act of wisdom purely.

    And on the cross did thus enmesh

    His foe held so securely.

    Though desperate Satan's plight —

    He fought with all his might;

    But when the morning came

    Christ was alive again,

    And Satan crushed forever.