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THOUGH all the beasts on earth be slain
To wash away sin's crimson stain,
Though all their blood should flow,
The sacrifice would be in vain,
Iniquity would still remain:
Sin is not cancelled so.
A better Sacrifice than these
It needs, the conscience to appease,
Or satisfy the Lord;
And blood hath virture to atone
For man's offence, but His alone
Whose title is the Word:
His, who could say, Himself the Son,
That with the Father He is one,
Who made the world around:
His, who Jehovah's Fellow stood,
And claimed equality with God,
Who glory knows no bound.
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 Himself is paid,
And justice satisfied.
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.

T. Kelly

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