Text: | Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness |
Author: | Zinzendorf |
Translator: | J. Wesley |
1 JESUS, Thy blood and righteousness
My beauty are, my glorious dress;
Midst flaming worlds, in these arrayed,
With joy shall I lift up my head.
2 When from the dust of death I rise,
To claim my mansion in the skies--
E'en then this shall be all my plea,
"Jesus hath lived and died for me."
3 Bold shall I stand in Thy great day,
For who aught to my charge shall lay?
Fully through these absolved I am
From sin and fear, from guilt and shame.
4 This spotless robe the same appears,
When ruined nature sinks in years;
No age can change its glorious hue;
Thy blood preserves it ever new.
5 And when the dead shall hear Thy voice,
Thy banished children shall rejoice;
Their beauty this, their glorious dress,
Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness!
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First Line: | Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness |
Author: | Zinzendorf |
Translator: | J. Wesley |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1911 |
Topic: | General Hymns; Redemption and Justification |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. |