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Do you want to see something glorious? Examine the good news that Christ’s righteousness is yours.

BibleGateway: 2 Corinthians 3:7-12

ESV Text: 2 Corinthians 3:7-12


KJV Text:

The section starts at about 0:48 and ends at about 1:39

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7 But if the ministration of death, written and engraven in stones, was glorious, so that the children of Israel could not stedfastly behold the face of Moses for the glory of his countenance; which glory was to be done away: 8 How shall not the ministration of the spirit be rather glorious? 9 For if the ministration of condemnation be glory, much more doth the ministration of righteousness exceed in glory. 10 For even that which was made glorious had no glory in this respect, by reason of the glory that excelleth. 11 For if that which is done away was glorious, much more that which remaineth is glorious.

     12 Seeing then that we have such hope, we use great plainness of speech:(KJV)


Hymn: TLH 371:
Jesus, Thy Blood and Righteousness

— Organ Audio

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1. Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness 
My beauty are, my glorious dress; 
Midst flaming worlds, in these arrayed, 
With joy shall I lift up my head. 

2. Bold shall I stand in that great Day, 
For who aught to my charge shall lay? 
Fully through these absolved I am 
From sin and fear, from guilt and shame. 

3. The holy, meek, unspotted Lamb, 
Who from the Father’s bosom came, 
Who died for me, e’en me t’atone, 
Now for my Lord and God I own. 

4. Lord, I believe Thy precious blood, 
Which at the mercy-seat of God 
Forever doth for sinners plead, 
For me–e’en for my soul–was shed. 

5. Lord, I believe were sinners more 
Than sands upon the ocean shore, 
Thou hast for all a ransom paid, 
For all a full atonement made. 

6. When from the dust of death I rise 
To claim my mansion in the skies, 
E’en then, this shall be all my plea: 
Jesus hath lived and died for me. 

7. Jesus, be endless praise to Thee, 
Whose boundless mercy hath for me, 
For me, and all Thy hands have made, 
An everlasting ransom paid.