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.