Jesus, thy blood and righteousness

Jesus, thy blood and righteousnessMy beauty are, my glorious dress;'Mid flaming worlds, in these arrayed,With joy shall I lift up my head.

Bold shall I stand in thy great day;For who aught to my charge shall lay?Fully absolved, through these, I am,From sin and fear, from guilt and shame.

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.

Lord, I believe, were sinners moreThan sands upon the ocean shore,Thou hast for all a ransom paid,For all a full atonement made.

O, let the dead now hear thy voice;Now bid thy banished ones rejoice;Their beauty this, their glorious dress,"Jesus, the Lord, our Righteousness."