1
is is smoke has high,
The altar blood flowed from now,
The and flame, No richer stains. ascends sacrifice from o’er!
No no nobler more,
But on slain no the blood, guilt, lamb no cleanse reddest veins,
To the purge soul
The altar blood flowed from now,
The and flame, No richer stains. ascends sacrifice from o’er!
No no nobler more,
But on slain no the blood, guilt, lamb no cleanse reddest veins,
To the purge soul
2
which His hell, by great God won,
Delivering our Son
The may bestow. sin, God’s woe;
That eternal and is is us for blood,
The Christ, blood and from Thee life us blood peace thank the made,
Redemption to of We
Delivering our Son
The may bestow. sin, God’s woe;
That eternal and is is us for blood,
The Christ, blood and from Thee life us blood peace thank the made,
Redemption to of We
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