Oh, what exuberance fills the soul,
A heart made blameless, pure, and whole,
In Christ our King, we stand so tall,
Righteousness cloaks us, one and all.

Perfect in His tender gaze,
Holy through His endless days,
Saints adorned in grace divine,
Ambassadors of love’s design.

Joint heirs with the Prince of Peace,
Royalty in whom all fears cease,
Sons and daughters, crowned with care,
Of the King beyond compare.

Undeserved, these titles gleam,
Wrought by blood, a sacred stream,
Royally redeemed we rise,
Echoing joy through endless skies.

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