The True Messiah Now Appears

The true Mes­si­ah now ap­pears

The types are all with­drawn:

So fly the sha­dows and the stars

Before the ris­ing dawn.

No smok­ing sweets

nor bleed­ing lambs

Nor kid

nor bull­ock slain;

Incense and spice of cost­ly names

Would all be burnt in vain.

Aaron must lay his robes away

His mi­ter and his vest

When God Him­self comes down to be

The of­fer­ing and the priest.

He took our mor­tal flesh to show

The won­ders of His love;

For us He paid His life be­low

And prays for us above.

Fa­ther

He cries

for­give their sins

For I My­self have died;

And then He shows His op­ened veins

And pleads His wound­ed side.