Christ is the off’ring making God happy

Christ is the off’ring making God happy;

No fault in Him could ever be found.

Qualified fully

absolute

pleasing;

Fragrance ascends; His praises we sound.

Chorus 1:

Perfect obedience

led to the slaughter

Burnt offering dear

afflicted and cut;

Many a skinning

many a stripping;

Slanderous words

He would not rebut.

Christ’s life with mine now one and the same is.

Union

communion

fellowship sweet

I lay my hand on His head most beauteous;

All of His virtues flow into me.

Chorus 2:

Wholly accepted! Turned into ashes!

Released from self

my old man has died!

Burn me

reduce me

till I am nothing;

Hail resurrection; hail the sunrise!

Manger to cross

the life of the God-man

His story now my story will be.

Could I myself say yes to be slaughtered?

Never! yet through Him

“Yes

willingly!”

What He experienced

I would experience;

What He passed through

I enter into.

Loving and tender

to Him surrender

Two parties meld

one living pursue.

Fire not of wrath nor judgment nor terror

‘Twas love I met there

warmed on the hearth.

I could approach Him

and He embraced me

Fully received me

filled me with mirth.

All through the dark night

tend to the fire;

O Lord

our love rekindle anew.

That

life to life

a savor far-reaching

We’d conquer captives

add men to You.

Worldlings despise us

count us as nothing

Yet to our God we’re precious indeed.

Highly regarded

ashes to gemstones

Treasure-built city’s our destiny!