1 Thus saith the Lord, 'Your work is vain,
'Give your burnt-off'rings o'er,
'In dying goats, and bullocks slain
'My soul delights no more.'
2 Then spake the Savior, 'Lo, I'm here,
'My God, to do thy will;
'Whate'er thy sacred books declare,
'Thy servant shall fulfil.
3 'Thy law is ever in my sight,
'I keep it near my heart;
'Mine ears are open'd with delight
'To what thy lips impart.'
4 And see, the blest Redeemer comes!
Th' eternal Son appears!
And at th' appointed time assumes
The body God prepares!
5 Much he reveal'd his Father's grace,
And much his truth he shew'd,
And preach'd the way of righteousness
Where great assemblies stood.
6 His Father's honor touch'd his heart,
He pity'd sinners' cries,
And, to fulfil a Savior's part,
Was made a sacrifice.
Pause.
7 No blood of beasts on altars shed
Could wash the conscience clean;
But the rich sacrifice he paid
Atones for all our sin.
8 Then was the great salvation spread,
And Satan's kingdom shook;
Thus by the woman's promis'd seed,
The serpent's head was broke.
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First Line: | Thus saith the Lord, Your work is vin |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1790 |
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Notes: | Now Public Domain. Part 2 |