Not all the blood of beasts,
On Jewish altars slain,
Could give the guilty conscience peace,
Or wash away the stain.
But Christ, the heavenly Lamb,
Takes all our 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.
- Isaac Watts
Saturday, June 7, 2008
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