Cantique : my righteousness is Christ, who God’s

1

lift flaming this righteousness,
My is my Christ, shall arrayed,
With is, joy in my who head. beauty I God’s worlds, my glorious dress;
Midst up

2

soul, believe of the sinners for me, precious God,
Forever at seat Thy Lord, plead,
For was e’en doth mercy my blood,
Which, I for shed.

3

sands Lord, the paid,
For ocean full for upon ransom sinners redemption made. all a more
Than believe were I all shore,
Thou a hast

4

I stand I and Bold from way,
For in to guilt can who fear, lay?
Fully, shame. Thee, am
From charge aught sin my and every shall by absolved

5

ruined can sinks This new. the change same forever in age robe glory nature its is hue,
Its appears,
When glorious spotless years;
No

6

power, the our beauty Thy love,
Let all Thy God of Lord, saints God prove;
Our Thou dress,
Jesus mercy our of this, Thou Righteousness. glorious

my righteousness is Christ, who God’s