There is a green hill far away,
outside a city wall,
where our dear Lord was crucified
who died to save us all.
We may not know, we cannot tell,
what pains he had to bear,
but we believe it was for us
he hung and suffered there.
He died that we might be forgiven,
he died to make us good,
that we might go at last to heaven,
saved by his precious blood.
There was no other good enough
to pay the price of sin,
he only could unlock the gate
of heaven and let us in.
O dearly, dearly has he loved!
And we must love him too,
and trust in his redeeming blood,
and try his works to do.
Yes, yes, I just heard this on BYU-Idaho radio. Please keep singing this hymn on Lord’s Day Sundays. I love to hear of the penal substitionary atonement of Jesus Christ.
R.C.H. Lenski writes,
Nothing clings and sticks so frightfully close to the sinner as his sin, guilt, and just punishment. Blood, shed in substitution for him, this alone is able to free him. I John 1:7. . . .
The great point is the truth that a Messiah who died, who shed his blood is the only possible Messiah; his blood, which is infinitely more precious, valuable, expiatory than all the other blood of Moses’ testament, the readers ought to prize and not turn from as an offense.
Thank God for the spilt blood of Jesus Christ to pay the penalty for my awful sins.
His work is better. His blood is better. His name is better. Behold His Glory, friends.