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 take my mansion in the skies,
E'ev then shall this be ll my plea—
"Jesus hath lived, hath died for me."
3 Bold shall I stand in that great day,
Cleansed and redeemed, no debt to pay;
Fully absolved through these 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,
The robe of Christ is ever new.
5 And when the dead shall hear Thy voice,
Thy banished children shall rejoice;
Their beauty this, their glorious dress,
Jesus, the Lord our righteousness.
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First Line: | Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1895 |
Topic: | The Catechism: Justification |
Notes: | Author from Index: Wesley |