Look upon Jesus, sinless is He;
Father,
impute His life unto me.
My
life of scarlet, my sin and woe,
Cover
with His life, whiter than snow.
Refrain
2
Deep
are the wounds transgression has made;
Red
are the stains, my soul is afraid.
O
to be covered, Jesus, with Thee
Safe
from the law that now judgeth me!
3
Longing
the joy of padon to know;
Jesus
holds out a robe white as snow;
“Lord,
I accept it! Leaving my own,
Gladly
I wear Thy pure life alone.”
4
Reconciled
by His death for my sin,
Justified
by His life pure and clean,
Sanctified
by obeying His word,
Glorified
when returneth my Lord.