| Song | O Dearest Lord Thy Sacred Head |
| Album | Passiontide Hymns |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
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| Tags | O Dearest Lord Thy Sacred Head |
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Not All The Blood Of Beasts
On Jewish Altars Slain,
Could Give The Guilty Conscience Peace,
Or Wash Away The Stain.
But Christ, The Heavenly Lamb,
Takes All Our Sins Away;
A Sacrifice Of Nobler Name,
And Richer Blood Than They.
My Faith Would Lay Her Hand
On That Dear Head Of Thine,
While Like A Penitent I Stand,
And There Confess My Sin.
My Soul Looks Back To See
The Burden Thou Didst Bear;
While Hanging On The Cursed Tree,
And Knows Her Guilt Was There.
