1 Not all the blood of beasts
On Jewish altars slain,
Could give the guilty conscience peace,
Or wash away the stain:
2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb
Takes all our sins away,
A sacrifice of nobler name
And richer blood than they.
3 My faith would lay her hand
On that dear head of thine,
While like a penitent I stand,
And there confess my sin.
4 My soul looks back to see
The burdens thou didst bear,
When hanging on the cursed tree,
And knows her guilt was there.
5 Believing, we rejoice
To see the curse remove;
We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice,
And sing his bleeding love.
|First Line:||Not all the blood of beasts|
|Title:||Not All the Blood of Beasts|
|Author:||Isaac Watts (1709; Alt. 1961)|
|Topic:||Jesus Christ: His Atoning Work; Christ: Lamb of God; Family Worship1 more...|
|Composer:||William Henry Walter (1825-1893) (1894)|