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Verse 1
Not all the blood of beasts
On Jewish altars slain
Could give the guilty conscience peace,
Or wash away the stain.
Verse 2
But Christ the heavenly Lamb
Takes all our sins away;
A sacrifice of nobler name
And richer blood than they.
Verse 3
My faith would lay her hand
On that dear head of thine,
While like a penitent I stand
And there confess my sin.
Verse 4
My soul looks back to see
The burdens thou didst bear
When hanging on the cursed tree,
And hopes her guilt was there.
Verse 5
Believing we rejoice
To see the curse remove;
We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice,
And sing his bleeding love.
Isaac Watts, “Not All the Blood of Beasts”