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 graven on His hands My name is written on His heart; I know that while in Heaven He stands No tongue can bid me thence 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 of 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, spotless righteousness, The great unchangeable I AM, The King of glory and of grace!
One with Himself, I cannot die; My soul is purchased by His blood; My life is hid with Christ on high, With Christ, my Saviour and my God.
Charitee Lees Bancroft, 1841-1923