Perfect in Christ

Colossians 1. 28.

Blest Lord, how sweet Thy face
First sight these eyes shall see,
When quickened in Thy grace,
In immortality!

In peace I’ll stand before
Thy holy judgement throne;
Thou art Thyself the Door
By which I entered in.

No Spot upon my robe
Can justice ever see,
Thou art my righteousness,
Who wast made sin for me.

Then shall I ever rest
In Thy divine abode –
The Father’s house – how blest
The dwelling-place of God!


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