1 Blessed are they whose guilt is gone,
Whose sins are washed away with blood,
Whose hope is fixed on Christ alone,
Whom Christ has reconciled to God.
2 Though, travelling through this vale of tears,
He many a sore temptation meet,
The Holy Ghost this witness bears,
He stands in Jesus still complete.
3 This pearl of price no works can claim;
He that finds this is rich indeed;
This pure white stone contains a name,
Which none but who receives can read.
4 This precious gift, this bond of love,
The Lord oft gives his people here;
But what we all shall be above
Does not, my brethren, yet appear.
5 Yet this we safely may believe,
’Tis what no words will e’er express;
What saints themselves cannot conceive,
And brightest angels can but guess.
Source: A Selection of Hymns for Public Worship. In four parts (10th ed.) (Gadsby's Hymns) #681