Text: | Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness |
Author: | Zinzendorf |
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,
Even then shall this be all my plea:
"Jesus hath lived and died for me."
3 Bold shall I stand in Thy 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 ruined nature sinks in years:
No age can change its constant 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, Thy blood and righteousness.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness |
Author: | Zinzendorf |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1884 |
Topic: | Faith and Justification |