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 that great day For who aught to my charge shall lay? Fully absolved through these I am From sin and fear, from guilt and shame So I join with the song of the Lord's redeemed And I praise with the throngs at the throne of my King Oh, the might, oh the fear, oh the mercy that's his In the blood of his Son and the grace that it gives This spotless robe the same appears When ruined nature sings in years No age can change its glorious hue The robe of Christ is ever new So I join with the song of the Lord's redeemed And I praise with the throngs at the throne of my King Oh, the might, oh the fear, oh the mercy that's his In the blood of his Son and the grace that it gives 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 So I join with the song of the Lord's redeemed And I praise with the throngs at the throne of my King Oh, the might, oh the fear, oh the mercy that's his In the blood of his Son and the grace that it gives