Here you will find the Poem Old Testament Gospel of poet William Cowper
(Hebrews, iv.2) Israel in ancient days Not only had a view Of Sinai in a blaze, But learn'd the Gospel too; The types and figures were a glass, In which thy saw a Saviour's face. The paschal sacrifice And blood-besprinkled door, Seen with enlighten'd eyes, And once applied with power, Would teach the need of other blood, To reconcile an angry God. The Lamb, the Dove, set forth His perfect innocence, Whose blood of matchless worth Whould be the soul's defence; For he who can for sin atone, Must have no failings of His own. The scape-goat on his head The people's trespass bore, And to the desert led, Was to be seen no more: In him our surety seem'd to say, "Behold, I bear your sins away." Dipt in his fellow's blood, The living bird went free; The type, well understood, Express'd the sinner's plea; Described a guilty soul enlarged, And by a Saviour's death discharged. Jesus, I love to trace, Throughout the sacred page, The footsteps of Thy grace, The same in every age! Oh, grant that I may faithful be To clearer light vouchsafed to me!