128 Not All the Blood of Beasts

1 Not all the blood of beasts On Israel's altars slain Could give the guilty conscience peace Or wash away the stain. 2 But Christ, the heav'nly Lamb, Takes all our sins away, A sacrifice of nobler name And richer blood than they. 3 In faith I place my hand On that dear head divine, As penitently here I stand And lay on him my sin. 4 My soul looks back to see The burden you did bear When hanging on the cursed tree-- I know my guilt was there! 5 Believing, we rejoice To see the curse remove; We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice And sing his bleeding love.