LXXXIV. Imputed Righteousness

1 Jesus, thy blood and righteousness
My beauty are, my glorious dress;
Midst flaming worlds, in these array'd,
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'en then shall this be all my plea
"Jesus hath liv'd and dy'd for me."

3 Bold shall I stand in thy great day,
For who aught to my charge shall lay?
While thro' thy blood absolv'd I am,
From sins' tremendous curse and shame.

4 Thus Abraham the friend of God,
Thus all the armies bought with blood,
Savior of sinners thee proclaim,
Sinners, of whom the chief I am.

5 This spotless robe the same appears
When ruin'd nature sinks in years:
No age can change its glorious hue,
The robe of Christ is ever new.

6 O! let the dead now hear thy voice,
Bid, Lord, thy banish'd ones rejoice,
Their beauty this, their glorious dress,
Jesus, the Lord our righteousness.

Text Information
First Line: Jesus, thy blood and righteousness
Title: Imputed Righteousness
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1792
Scripture: ;
Topic: Scripture Doctrines and Blessings: Justification; Justification; Righteousness imputed
Source: Madan's Collecition
Notes: Now Public Domain.
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