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 be all my plea--
"Jesus hath lived, and died for me."
3 Bold shall I stand in that great day,
For who aught to my charge shall lay?
Fully, through Thee, absolved I am
From sin and fear, from guilt and shame.
4 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.
5 And when the dead shall hear Thy voice,
Thy banish'd 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: | 1870 |
Topic: | Christ: our Righteousness; Faith: Justification by; Faith: In Christ(5 more...) |
Notes: | Author from index: Zinzendorf |