Jesus, My Great High Priest

Verse 1

Jesus, my great High Priest, offered his blood and died; my guilty conscience seeks no sacrifice beside. His pow'rful blood did once atone, and now it pleads before the throne.

Verse 2

To Christ, my substitute, will I commit my cause; he answers and fulfills his Father's broken laws. Behold my soul at freedom set— my Jesus paid the dreadful debt!

Verse 3

My advocate appears for my defense on high; a gracious Father hears and lays his thunder by. Not all that hell or sin can say shall turn his heart, his love, away.

Verse 4

Should all the hosts of death and pow'rs of hell unknown put their most dreadful forms of rage and mischief on, I shall be safe, for Christ displays superior pow'r and guardian grace.