C. M.
YE trembling saints, why longer doubt?
The Savior's on the throne;
God's Lamb, He suffered for your sins,
The Father's only Son.
Why look within and cry that you
So feebly see Christ's blood?
God ever sees that blood for you;
And who can see like God?
Your thoughts of it may rise or fall,
God's value rests the same:
Henceforth repose your faith on that
Which God sees in the Lamb.
And He declares your sins forgiven,
Yourselves to Him brought near:
In hope of glory then rejoice,
For His love casts out fear.
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