Clothed in Righteousness

Fallen race in Eden fair,
Exposed and full of shame.
Fled we naked from Thy sight,
Far from Thy holy name.
Clothe us in Your righteousness,
Hide flithy rags of sin.
Dress us in Your perfect garb
Both outside and within.
Sent from the garden in the East
Outside of Eden's gate.
Banished there from Thy pure light,
Were Adam and his mate.
Scarlet souls are now like snow,
By Thy atoning grace.
Crimsom hearts become like wool
For Adam's fallen race.
Clothe us in Your righteousness,
Hide flithy rags of sin.
Dress us in Your perfect garb,
Both outside and within.
No work of our's is good enough
For evil to atone.
Your merit, Lord, is all we have,
It saves and it alone.
Clothe us in Your righteousness,
Hide flithy rags of sin.
Dress us in Your perfect garb,
Both outside and within.



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Writer(s): Leoford Olubukola Afolabi
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