"Behold, I have caused thine iniquity to pass from thee, and I will clothe thee with change of raiment. And I said, Let them set a fair miter upon his head. So they set a fair miter upon his head, and clothed him with garments." Zech. 3:4, 5.
LORD JESUS, all my sin and guilt
Love laid of old on Thee,
Thy love the cross and sorrow willed,
Love undeserved by me.
The victory over death and hell
Thou, Lord, for me didst win;
And Thou hast nailed upon Thy Cross
All, all my sin.
The way into the Holiest Place
Stands open now to me;
Where I can see Thy glorious Face,
Nor tremble thus to see.
For as I am to Thee I come,
I clasp Thy blessed Feet,
And learn the mystery of love
So deep, so sweet.
Enfolded, O my Lord, in Thee,
And hid in Thee I rest,
Enwrapped in Christ's own purity
Secure upon Thy breast.
Had I an Angel's raiment—fair
With heavenly gems unpriced,
That glorious garb I would not wear,
My robe is Christ.
G. Ter Steegen.