1  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.

 2  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.

 3  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.

 4  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.

 5  This spotless robe the same appears,

    When ruined nature sinks in years;

    No age can change its glorious hue,

    Its glory is forever new.

 6  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.