A Better Tune
Every now and then you sing a hymn that is crying out for a better tune. Even a slightly better tune. This is one that is in my head now and I’m glad not to be able to shake it off. 18th Century finest Moravian:
Jesus, your blood and righteousness
my beauty are, my glorious dress;
mid burning worlds, in these arrayed,
with joy I shall lift up my head.
2. Bold shall I stand on your great day
and none condemn me, try who may;
fully absolved by you I am
from sin and fear, from guilt and shame.
3. When from the dust of death I rise
to claim my home beyond the skies,
then this shall be my only plea:
Jesus has lived, has died for me.
4. O give to all your servants, Lord,
to speak with power your gracious word,
that all who now believe it true
may find eternal life in you.
5. O God of power, O God of love,
let the whole world your mercy prove;
now let your word in all prevail;
Lord, take the spoils of death and hell!
6. O let the dead now hear your voice;
let those once lost in sin rejoice!
Their beauty this, their glorious dress,
Jesus, your blood and righteousness.