1 The true Messiah now appears,
The types are all withdrawn;
So fly the shadows and the stars
Before the rising dawn.
2 No smoking sweets, nor bleeding lambs,
Nor kid, nor bullock slain,
Incense and spice of costly names
Would all be burnt in vain.
3 Aaron must lay his robes away;
His mitre and his vest,
When God himself comes down to be
The offering and the priest.
4 He took our mortal flesh to show
The wonders of his love;
For us he paid his life below,
And prays for us above.
5 |Father, (he cries) forgive their sins,
|For I myself have dy'd,|
And then he shews his open'd veins,
And pleads his wounded side.