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[Thou hast brought forth for me]
Bring forth the best robe, and put it on him, &c.
—xv. 22.
Thou hast brought forth for me
That best original dress,
That robe of spotless purity
To hide my nakedness:
The robe Thy children wear
By faith is truly mine,
The perfect heavenly character,
The righteousness Divine.
That best original dress,
That robe of spotless purity
To hide my nakedness:
The robe Thy children wear
By faith is truly mine,
The perfect heavenly character,
The righteousness Divine.
The ring, the Spirit's seal
I from Thy hands receive,
Earnest of bliss ineffable
Which only God can give:
The signet bears His name
Who left His throne above,
And lo, to Christ betrothed I am
In mercy, truth, and love.
I from Thy hands receive,
Earnest of bliss ineffable
Which only God can give:
The signet bears His name
Who left His throne above,
And lo, to Christ betrothed I am
In mercy, truth, and love.
Shod with the gospel-peace
I safely now go on,
Ready with all Thy messages
In all Thy paths to run;
I urge my way with speed,
And strength invincible,
On serpents, and on scorpions tread,
On sin, and death, and hell.
I safely now go on,
Ready with all Thy messages
In all Thy paths to run;
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And strength invincible,
On serpents, and on scorpions tread,
On sin, and death, and hell.
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