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.

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.

The holy, meek, unspotted Lamb,

Who from the Father’s bosom came,

Who died for me, ev’n me, to atone,

Now for my Lord and God I own.

Lord, I believe Thy precious blood,

Which at the mercy-seat of God

For ever doth for sinners plead,

For me, ev’n for my soul, was shed.

Lord, I believe, were sinners more

Than sands upon the ocean shore,

Thou hast for all a ransom paid,

For all a full atonement made.

When from the dust of death I rise

To claim my mansion in the skies,

Ev’n then this shall be all my plea,

Jesus hath lived, hath died for me!