L. M. The priesthood of Christ. Blood has a voice to pierce the skies, "Revenge!" the blood of Abel cries; But the dear stream when Christ was slain Speaks peace as loud from every vein. Pardon and peace from God on high; Behold, he lays his vengeance by, And rebels that deserved his sword Become the favorites of the Lord. To Jesus let our praises rise, Who gave his life a sacrifice; Now he appears before his God, And for our pardon pleads his blood. |