If Dumb and Mortal Beasts Can Cleanse (Hebrews 9:13-20)

If dumb and mortal beasts can cleanse,
Through blood and ashes of a lamb,
What greater cleansing of our sins,
Comes through the one immortal Word,
Both very God and very man?

So wash yourself by Jesus’ grace.
Receive the promise He gives free.
Because His death has taken place,
He mediates for our release,
To bless us through eternity.

The promise ratified by death,
And validated by God’s blood,
That Jesus’ grace may take effect,
Apart from any work we’ve done,
This signatory of His blood.

All praise we render to the Lord,
As we remember what He’s done.
The blood of promise He out-poured,
Let us rehearse that sacrament,
He all our crimson sins expunged.

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Tabernacle (Hebrews 9:1-12)

The great eternal God divine descends,
To tabernacle in the tents of men.
What place could honor Him in holiness?
Or rival Him in royal righteousness?

It is mind-awing in magnificence,
Gold-overlaid in brilliant opulence,
With hosts of priests performing praise to Him,
And blood – yes, ever blood – to cover sin.

So learn the laws the Lord declares today,
If He will dwell with us, we must obey.
So practice purity, for God is here,
Or rousing up His wrath, we fall in fear.

Or see the holy places that He haunts,
In wreaths of incense mists, but without wants,
Enthroned in mystery on the mercy seat,
Yet separate, sacred, veiled that none may see.

Yet God has tabernacled among men,
By taking on the veil of human skin.
His very self fulfills the holy place,
He is the mercy seat who grants us grace.

And He completed all the Law’s demands,
Yet bore the wrath of a law-breaking man.
For He obeyed where we had all rebelled,
Then gave us life in righteousness as well.

We need no blood to satiate the Law,
Because His blood has washed away our flaws.
He cares no more for gold and opulence,
And takes no building, temple, land, or tents.

The great eternal God divine descends,
His tabernacle is the hearts of men.
Unworthy as we are, His pleasure is
To dwell within the saints He claims as His.

The Fitting Priest (Hebrews 7:26-8:5)

A priest must hold the people’s place to God,
To represent them and beg for redemption,
As intercessor for his fatal flock –
But how, if he is in the same condition?
For he has no effect if he is fallen,
And for his own sin sacrifices daily,
For then he can not quite complete his calling,
Performing sacrifice perpetually.

Our fitting priest must yet be like to us,
Yet holy, harmless, wholly undefiled,
And separated from all sinful lusts:
One sacrifice to make us reconciled.
A man, yet higher than the heavens, He,
Who gives Himself, the sacrifice sufficient,
Enthroned and perfect God eternally,
When (radiant) to life again He’s risen.

All other priests were then a type of Him,
Their sanctuary, too, a shadowed image.
Yet He is the true minister to men,
The priest – yet sacrifice – without a blemish.