God's Christ, who is my righteousness,

God's Christ, who is my righteousness,

My beauty is, my glorious dress;

Midst flaming worlds, in this arrayed,

With joy shall I lift up my head.

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.

Lord, I believe were sinners more

Than sands upon the ocean shore,

Thou hast for all a ransom paid,

For all a full redemption made.

Bold can I stand in every way,

For who aught to my charge shall lay?

Fully, by Thee, absolved I am

From sin and fear, from guilt and shame.

This spotless robe the same appears,

When ruined nature sinks in years;

No age can change its glorious hue,

Its glory is forever new.

Thou God of power, Thou God of love,

Let all Thy saints Thy mercy prove;

Our beauty this, our glorious dress,

Jesus the Lord, our Righteousness.