Before the throne of God above
I have a strong, a perfect plea:
a great High Priest whose name is Love,
who ever lives and pleads for me.
My name is written on his hands,
my name is hidden in his heart;
I know that while in Heaven he stands
no power can force me to depart.
When Satan tempts me to despair
and tells me of the guilt within,
upward I look, and see him there
who made an end to all my sin.
Because the sinless Saviour died,
my sinful soul is counted free;
for God the Just is satisfied
to look on him and pardon me.
Behold him there! The risen Lamb,
my perfect, sinless righteousness,
the great unchangeable I AM,
the King of glory and of grace.
One with my Lord, I cannot die:
my soul is purchased by his blood,
my life is safe with Christ on high,
with Christ, my Saviour and my God.