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.

When, From The Dust Of Death, I Rise
To Take My Mansion In The Skies;
E’en Then Shall This Be All My Plea
Jesus Hath Lived And Died For Me.

Bold Shall I Stand In That Great Day,
For Who Aught To My Charge Shall Lay,
While, Through Thy Blood, Absolved
I Am From Sin’s Tremendous Curse And Shame ?

This Spotless Robe The Same Appears
When Ruined Nature Sinks In Years:
No Age Can Change Its Glorious Hue;
The Robe Of Christ Is Ever New.

Oh, Let The Dead Now Hear Thy Voice !
Bid, Lord, Thy Banished Ones Rejoice:
Their Beauty This Their Glorious Dress,
Jesus, Thy Blood And Righteousness.

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