HYMN V.
G. R. G. (George Richard Gould) Pughe translation
“The Blood of Jesus His Son cleanseth from all sin.” 1 S. John i. 7.
“Pechadur aflan yw fy enw,”
What a marvel that Almighty God should have so lovingly Recognised the chief of sinners And devised relief for me! Though so very sadly broken, All the law was satisfied When in pain and shame and sorrow Jesus bowed His Head and died.
In His Hand the golden sceptre Is extended to imply That the vilest wretch may venture Confidently to draw nigh. Therefore, crying “I have sinned!” I approach the mercy-seat Of My pardoning Redeemer And adore before His Feet.
Not the waters of the ocean, Could they be collected in One vast reservoir, could ever Blot, or wash away one sin: But the precious Blood of Jesus Shed for us on Calvary And His Righteousness release us From its guilt and penalty.
Forth from underneath the threshold Of the temple of My God Flows a Fountain of Forgiveness Opened by Immanuel’s Blood: Pure and bright and clear as crystal, Coming down like dew below, It can make the Ethiopian White, like freshly fallen snow.