Thus saith the Lord, Your work is vain,
Give your burnt offerings o’er;
In dying goats, and bullocks slain
My soul delights no more.

Then spake the Sav­ior, “Lo, I’m here,
My God, to do Thy will;
Whate’er Thy sacred books declare,
Thy Servant shall fulfill.

Thy law is ever in My sight,
I keep it near My heart;
Mine ears are opened with delight,
To what Thy lips impart.

And see, the blest Re­deem­er comes,
Th’eter­nal Son appears,
And at th’appointed time assumes
The body God prepares.

Much He revealed His Fa­ther’s grace,
And much His truth He showed,
And preached the way of right­eous­ness
Where great assemblies stood.

His Fa­ther’s honor touched His heart,
He pitied sinners’ cries,
And to fulfill a Sav­ior’s part,
Was made a sacrifice.

No blood of beasts on altars shed
Could wash the conscience clean;
But the rich sacrifice He paid
Atones for all our sin.

Then was the great sal­va­tion spread,
And Satan’s kingdom shook;
Thus by the woman’s promised seed
The serpent’s head was broke.