Title: Jesus Thy Blood and Righteousness
Words: Nicolaus Ludwig von Zinzendorf, 1739.
Translation & Published: John Wesley, Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1739.
Music: Nathan Partain, 2010.
VERSE: 1
G D Em C
Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness
G D Em C
My beauty is, my glorious dress;
G D Am G
Midst flaming worlds, in these arrayed,
G D Am C
With joy shall I lift up my head.
VERSE 2:
G D Em C
Bold shall I stand in that great day,
G D Em C
Cleansed and redeemed, no debt to pay;
G D Am G
Fully absolved through these I am
G D Am C
From sin and fear, from guilt and shame.
CHORUS:
G D Em C
So I join with the song with the Lord’s redeemed.
G D Em C
And I praise with the throngs at the throne of my King!
G D Am C
Oh the might! Oh the fear! Oh the mercy that’s His,
G D Em C
In the blood of His Son and the grace that it gives.
VERSE 3:
G D Em C
Lord, I believe Thy precious blood,
G D Em C
Which at the mercy seat of God
G D Am G
Pleads for the captives' liberty,
G D Em C
Was also shed in love for me.
VERSE 4:
G D Em C
When from the dust of death I rise
G D Em C
To claim my mansion in the skies,
G D Am G
This then shall be my only plea:
G D Em C
Jesus hath lived and died for me.
CHORUS:
G D Em C
So I join with the song with the Lord’s redeemed.
G D Em C
And I praise with the throngs at the throne of my King!
G D Am C
Oh the might! Oh the fear! Oh the mercy that’s His,
G D Em C
In the blood of His Son and the grace that it gives.
VERSE 5:
G D Em C
This spotless robe the same appears,
G D Em C
When ruined nature sinks in years;
G D Am G
No age can change its glorious hue,
G D Em C
The robe of Christ is ever new.
VERSE 6:
G D Em C
Jesus, be endless praise to Thee,
G D Em C
Whose boundless mercy hath for me,
G D Am G
For me, and all Thy hands have made,
G D Em C
An everlasting ransom paid.
VERSE 7:
G D Em C
O let the dead now hear Thy voice;
G D Em C
Now bid Thy banished ones rejoice;
G D Am G
Their beauty this, their glorious dress,
G D Em C
Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness.
CHORUS:
G D Em C
So I join with the song with the Lord’s redeemed.
G D Em C
And I praise with the throngs at the throne of my King!
G D Am C
Oh the might! Oh the fear! Oh the mercy that’s His,
G D Em C
In the blood of His Son and the grace that it gives.
