1 Jesus my righteousness!
My life and future joys;
My source and fount of ev'ry bliss,
My hope that never dies.
2 I was condemn'd to die,
With all the sinful race:
But Jesus cast a pit'ing eye
And purchas'd pard'ning grace.
3 His death, and that alone,
Could all sufficient be;
To gain a pardon or atone,
Or gain relief for me.
4 No righteousness of min,
Or all that in my lay,
Could satisfy the law divine,
Or bear my sins away.
5 All off'rings were in vain,
That ever could be brought,
Without effects they must remain,
And were esteem'd as nought.
6 All would be filth and dross,
Except the Saviour's blood:
That which he shed upon the Cross
To make us sons of God.
7 That righteousness I plead,
For which my Jesus died;
No other righteousness I need
To make me justified.
Source: Church Hymn Book: consisting of newly composed hymns with the addition of hymns and psalms, from other authors, carefully adapted for the use of public worship, and many other occasions (1st ed.) #CCLXXIX