Lo the Destroying Angel Flies

Verse 1

Lo the destroying angel flies
To Pharaoh’s stubborn land:
The pride and flower of Egypt dies
By his vindictive hand.

Verse 2

He pass’d the tents of Jacob o’er,
Nor pour’d the wrath divine;
He saw the blood on every door,
And bless’d the peaceful sign.

Verse 3

Thus th’ appointed Lamb must bleed
To break th’ Egyptian yoke;
Thus Israel is from bondage freed,
And ‘scapes the angel’s stroke.

Verse 4

Lord, if my heart were sprinkled too
With blood so rich as thine,
Justice no longer would pursue
This guilty soul of mine.

Verse 5

Jesus our passover was slain,
And has at once procur’d
Freedom from Satan’s heavy chain,
And God’s avenging sword.