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.