Hymnal: The Christian Psalmist
Compiler: Silas W Leonard and A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: S W Leonard
First Line: Jesus in thee our eyes behold
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Hymn Number: 48
Page Number: 061, click to see hymnal pages
JESUS, in thee our eyes behold
A thousand glories more
Than the rich gems and polished gold
The sons of Aaron wore.
They first their own burnt-offerings brought
To purge themselves from sin:
Thy life was pure, without a spot,
And all thy nature clean.
Fresh blood, as constant as the day,
Was on their altar spilt;
But thy one offering takes away
Forever all our guilt.
Their priesthood ran through several hands,
For mortal was their race;
Thy never-changing office stands
Eternal as thy days.
Once, in the circuit of a year,
With blood, but not his own,
Aaron within the veil appeared
Before the golden throne.
But Christ, with his own precious blood,
Ascends above the skies,
And in the presence of our God
Shows his own sacrifice.
Jesus, the King of glory, reigns
On Zion's holy hill;
Looks like a lamb that had been slain,
And wears his priesthood still.
He ever lives in heaven to plead
The cause which cost his blood,
And saves unto the utmost, all
Who by him come to God.