128. Though All the Beasts That Live and Feed

8.8.6.D.
by T. Kelly
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Though all the beasts that live and feed
 
Upon a thousand hills should bleed—
 
Though all their blood should flow,
 
The sacrifice would be in vain,
 
The stain of sin would still remain:
 
Sin is not cancelled so.
2
"A better sacrifice" than these
 
It needs, the conscience to appease
 
Or satisfy the Lord:
 
No blood hath virtue to atone
 
For man's offence, but His alone
 
Whose title is "The Word."
3
His who could say, Himself the Son,
 
"My Father and Myself are one,"
 
Who made the world around;
 
His who Jehovah's Fellow stood,
 
And claimed equality with God,
 
Whose glory knows no bounds.
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Jesus the Christ, on earth His name,
 
He came—in love to sinners came—
 
And bowed His head and died;
 
A full atonement now is made,
 
The ransom, by His death, is paid,
 
And Justice satisfied.
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That sinners might draw near to Him,
 
God planned this great, this gracious scheme,
 
And found the ransom too:
 
Let all His saints their voices raise,
 
And sing the great Redeemer's praise
 
While endless ages flow.