1. Lord, Thou art all the offerings
  Prepared by God for us;
  They are so rich in meaning,
  So sweet and glorious.
  They have fulfilled God's purpose
  And met His heart's desire;
  They too have satisfied us,
  And faced what we require.
  
2. Thou art the burnt-oblation,
  Consumed by holy fire;
  To God as a sweet savor,
  Fulfilling His desire.
  Thou walkedst in God's presence,
  And all His will pursued;
  Thyself the spotless offering,
  For us to God as food.
  
3. Thou art the meal-oblation,
  With ��oil�� and ��frankincense��;
  'Tis holy, fine, and perfect,
  And sweet to every sense.
  Thou art the peace-oblation,
  The peace for us to make,
  That we with God may share Thee,
  As food of Thee partake.
  
4. Thou art the sin-oblation,
  For us Thou sin wast made;
  By death for our redemption
  The ransom Thou hast paid.
  Thou art the trespass-offering,
  Thou all our sins didst bear
  To satisfy God's justice,
  That we His pardon share.
  
5. Thou art the wave-oblation,
  The resurrected One;
  O'er hades, death and darkness,
  The vict'ry Thou hast won.
  Thou art the heave-oblation,
  Thou didst ascend to God;
  As such in heav'nly places
  Thou art our holy food.