Who our mortality put on

Verse 1
Who our mortality put on,
Our burial-clothes vouchsafes to wear:
And when these bodies we lay down,
Drest in the wedding robe we are,
As such our burial-clothes esteem
When worn and sanctified by Him.

Verse 2
Of spices all his garments smell,
Aloes and myrrh and cassia breathe:
Our faithful souls perceive and feel
The fragrant virtue of his death;
His death doth dying sinners chear,
His death perfumes the sepulchre.

Hymnal/Album: Originally titled: “‘Then took they the body of Jesus, and wound it in linnet clothes, with the spices.’—[John 19,] v. 40." This hymn appears in the 1763-64 manuscript “MS John.” This manuscript is part of the collection of the Methodist Archive and Research Centre in The John Rylands Library, The University of Manchester (accession number MA 1977/573, Charles Wesley Notebooks Box 3). Accessed through the website of The Center for Studies in the Wesleyan Tradition, Duke Divinity School. Published in The Poetical Works of John and Charles Wesley, Collected and Arranged by G. Osborn, Vol. 12 (London: Wesleyan-Methodist Conference Office, 1871), page 91.
Publishing: Public Domain