amazing lyrics

Not all the blood of beasts on Jewish altars slain
could give the guilty conscience peace or wash away my stain

But Christ, the heavenly Lamb takes all my sins away,
a sacrifice of nobler name and richer blood than they.

My faith would lay her hand on that dear head of thine,
while like a penitent I stand and there confess my sin.

My soul looks back to see the burdens thou didst bear,
when hanging on the cursed tree, and knows her guilt was there

Believing, we rejoice to see the curse remove;
we bless the Lamb with cheerful voice, and sing his bleeding love.

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