1 Israel, in ancient days,
Not only had a view
Of Sinai in a blaze,
But learn'd the gospel too:
Thy types and figures were a glass,
In which they saw the Saviour's face.
2 The paschal sacrifice,
And blood-besprinkled door,
Seen with enlighten'd eyes,
And once apply'd with pow'r,
Would teach the need of other blood,
To reconcile an angry God.
3 The lamb, the dove, set forth
His perfect innocence,
Whose blood of matchless worth
Should be the sou's defence;
For he who can for sin atone,
Must have no failings of his own.
4 The scape-goat on his head
The people's trespass bore,
And, to the desert led,
Was to be seen no more;
In him our surety seem'd to say,
"Behold I bear your sins away."
5 Dipt in his fellow's blood,
The living bird went free:
The type, well understood,
Express'd the sinner's plea--
Describ'd the guilty soul enlarg'd,
And by the Saviour's death discharg'd.
6 Jesus, I love to trace
Throughout the sacred page,
The footsteps of thy grace,
The same in ev'ry age!
O grant that I may faithful be
To clearer light vouchsaf'd to me!
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First Line: | Israel, in ancient days |
Meter: | P. M. |
Publication Date: | 1828 |
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Topic: | Names and Characters of Christ: Paschal Lamb; Types of Christ |