52. No blood, no altar now: The sacrifice is o’er
No blood, no altar now: The sacrifice is o’er;
No flame, no smoke ascends on high, The lamb is slain no more;
But richer blood has flowed from nobler veins
To purge the soul from guilt, and cleanse the reddest stains.
2 We thank Thee for the blood, The blood of Christ, Thy Son:
The blood by which our peace is made,
Our victory is won: Great victory o’er hell, and sin and woe,
That needs no second fight, and leaves no second foe.
3 We thank Thee for the grace, Descending from above,
That overflows our widest guilt The eternal Father’s love:
Love of the Father’s everlasting son,
Love of the Holy Ghost - Jehovah, Three in One.
4 We thank Thee for the hope, So glad, and sure, and clear;
It holds the drooping spirit up Till the long dawn appear:
Fair hope! with what a sunshine does it cheer
Our roughest path on earth, our dreariest desert here.