Old Testament Gospel Heb. 4:2
Olney Hymns, by William Cowper, from Cowper's Poems, Sheldon & Company, New York
Israel in ancient days The paschal sacrifice The Lamb, the Dove, set forth The scapegoat on his head Dipt in his fellow's blood, Jesus, I love to trace,Not only had a view
Of Sinai in a blaze,
But learn'd the Gospel too;
The types and figures were a glass,
In which they saw a Saviour's face.
And blood-besprinkled door,
Seen with enlighten'd eyes,
And once applied with power,
Would teach the need of other blood,
To reconcile an angry God.
His perfect innocence,
Whose blood of matchless worth
Should be the soul's defense;
For He who can for sin atone,
Must have no failings of His own.
The people's trespass bore,
And to the desert led,
Was to be seen no more:
In him our Surety seem'd to say,
"Behold, I bear your sins away."
The living bird went free;
The type, well understood,
Express'd the sinner's plea;
Described a guilty soul enlarged,
And by a Saviour's death discharged.
Throughout the sacred page,
The footsteps of Thy grace,
The same in every age!
Oh grant that I may faithful be
