Text: | Lamb of God |
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 heav'nly 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,
I hopes 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.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Not all the blood of beasts |
Title: | Lamb of God |
Meter: | S. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1845 |
Scripture: | |
Topic: | Christ: Salvation Through Him |
Notes: | Public Domain. |