415 Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness

1 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. 2 Bold shall I stand in Thy great day; For who aught to my charge shall lay? Fully absolved through these I am, From sin and fear, from guilt and shame. 3 The holy, meek, unspotted Lamb, Who from the Father's bosom came, Who died for me, sin to atone, Now as my Lord and God I own. 4 Lord, I believe Thy precious blood, Which at the mercy-seat of God For ever doth for sinners plead, For me, e'en for my soul was shed. 5 Lord, I believe, were sinners more Than sands upon the ocean shore, Thou hast for all a ransom paid, For all a full atonement made. 6 When from the dust of death I rise To claim my mansion in the skies, Even then this shall be all my plea, - Jesus hath lived, hath died for me!