121    C.M.     Isaac Watts
Christ and Aaron. Exod. 30. 10; Lev. 9. 7

1 Jesus, in thee our eyes behold
  A thousand glories more
  Than the rich gems and polished gold
  The sons of Aaron wore.

2 They first their own burnt offerings brought
  To purge themselves from sin;
  Thy life was pure without a spot,
  And all thy nature clean.

3 [Fresh blood, as constant as the day,
  Was on their altar spilt;
  But thy one offering takes away
  For ever all our guilt.

4 Their priesthood ran through several hands,
  For mortal was their race;
  Thy never-changing office stands
  Eternal as thy days.]

5 [Once in the circuit of a year,
  With blood (but not his own),
  Aaron within the veil appears,
  Before the golden throne.

6 But Christ, by his own powerful blood,
  Ascends above the skies,
  And, in the presence of our God,
  Shows his own sacrifice.]

7 Jesus, the King of Glory, reigns
  On Zion’s heavenly hill;
  Looks like a lamb that has been slain,
  And wears his priesthood still.

8 He ever lives to intercede
  Before his Father’s face;
  Give him, my soul, thy cause to plead,
  Nor doubt the Father’s grace.