Tune: SOUTHWELL
Words: Isaac Watts, 1709
Music: William Daman, The Psalmes of David, 1579
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Verse 1:
Not all the blood of beasts
on Jewish altars slain
could give the guilty conscience peace
or wash away the stain.
Verse 2:
But Christ, the heav'nly Lamb,
takes all our sins away;
a Sacrifice of nobler name
and richer blood than they.
Verse 3:
My faith would lay her hand
on that dear head of Thine,
while like a penitent I stand,
and there confess my sin.
Verse 4:
My soul looks back to see
the burden Thou didst bear
when hanging on the cursed tree;
I know her guilt was there.
Verse 5:
Believing, we rejoice
to see the curse remove;
we bless the Lamb with cheerful voice
and sing His bleeding love.
Not all the blood of beasts
on Jewish altars slain
could give the guilty conscience peace
or wash away the stain.
Verse 2:
But Christ, the heav'nly Lamb,
takes all our sins away;
a Sacrifice of nobler name
and richer blood than they.
Verse 3:
My faith would lay her hand
on that dear head of Thine,
while like a penitent I stand,
and there confess my sin.
Verse 4:
My soul looks back to see
the burden Thou didst bear
when hanging on the cursed tree;
I know her guilt was there.
Verse 5:
Believing, we rejoice
to see the curse remove;
we bless the Lamb with cheerful voice
and sing His bleeding love.