Paul Eber and Count Zinzendorf (Translated by John Wesley) |
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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.
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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.
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Bold shall I stand in that great day,
For who aught to my charge shall lay?
Fully through Thee absolved I am,
From sin's tremendous curse and shame.
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Thus Abraham, the friend of God,
Thus all the armies bought with blood,
Saviour of sinners Thee proclaim!
Sinners of whom the chief I am.
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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.
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Oh, let the dead now hear thy voice!
Now bid Thy banished ones rejoice!
Their beauty this, their glorious dress,
Jesus, the Lord our Righteousness.
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