Safe from the law that now judgeth me!
Longing the joy of pardon to know;
Jesus holds out a robe white as snow:
“Lord, I accept it! leaving my own,
Gladly I wear Thy pure life alone.”
Reconciled by His death for my sin,
Justified by His life pure and clean,
Sanctified by obeying His word,
Glorified when returneth my Lord.
F. E. Belden.