Music by Lowell Mason, words by Isaac Watts
Not all the blood of beasts
On Jewish altars slain
Could give the guilty conscience peace
Or wash away its stain.
But Christ, the heavenly Lamb,
Took all our sins away;
A sacrifice of nobler name
And richer blood than they.
We now look back to see
The burden You did bear
When hanging on the cursed tree,
For all our guilt was there.
Believing, we rejoice
To see the curse remove;
We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice
And sing redeeming love.