The Lord our Righteousness

Verse 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.

Verse 2

The holy, meek, unspotted Lamb, Who from the Father's bosom came, Who died for me, e'en me t' atone, Now for my Lord and God I own.

Verse 3

Lord, I believe thy precious blood, Which at the mercy seat of God, Forever doth for sinners plead, For me, e'en for my soul was shed.

Verse 4

When from the dust of death I rise To claim my mansion in the skies, E’en then this shall be all my plea, Jesus hath lived, hath died for me.

Verse 5

Jesus, be endless praise to thee, Whose boundless mercy hath for me And all who trust thy hands hath made An everlasting ransom paid.

Verse 6

Ah! give to all, almighty Lord, With pow’r to speak thy gracious word, That all who to thy wounds will flee May find eternal life in thee.

Verse 7

Oh, let the dead now hear thy voice! Now bid thy banished ones rejoice; Their beauty this, their glorious dress, Jesus, thy blood and righteousness.