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.