Not All the Blood of Beasts
Not all the blood of beasts
On Jewish altars slain,
Could give the guilty conscience peace
Or wash away the stain.
But Christ the heav’nly 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.
My soul looks back to see
The burdens Thou didst bear,
When hanging on the cursèd tree,
And hopes her guilt was there.
Believing, we rejoice
To see the curse remove;
We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice,
And sing His bleeding love.
Words: Isaac Watts, 1709.
…wishing you a wonderful Sunday, Ellen.
So thankful for His sacrifice.
Enjoy your Sunday.
All the best Jan
Each time i see or hold one of our lambs, I am reminded of our heavenly Lamb, and of His sacrificial gift to us.
Blessings,
Sue