Up Mount Moriah's heights, they trod
A father and a son
In righteous faith, to worship God
Believing they'd return.
'My father', there, enquired the lad
He answered 'Here I am'
'Behold, the fire and the wood
But whither, is the lamb?'
An only son, in silence, bound
A hand stretched forth, to slay
God's substitute was found, as Isaac
On the altar lay
Yet, in this Mount shall it be seen
Moriah's promised lamb
A sacrifice, ordained for sin
Before the world began
To slaughter, it did Him behove
Surrendered, yielded, still
Obedient, in His perfect love
To do the Father's will
'My God, why dost thou me forsake?'
In agony, He cried
The veil was rent, the earth did quake
As the Almighty died
Victorious, risen, spotless, Lamb
Triumphant o'er the grave
Now seated at His Father's hand
With arm stretched forth, to save
Worthy is the Lamb that was slain to receive power, and riches, and wisdom, and strength, and honour, and glory, and blessing.
Revelation 5:12 KJV
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