I will glory in my Redeemer

I will glory in my redeemer,
whose priceless blood has ransomed me.
Mine was the sin that drove the bitter nails,
and hung him on that judgement tree.
I will glory in my Redeemer,
who crushed the power of sin and death,
my only Saviour before the holy Judge:
the Lamb who is my righteousness,
the Lamb who is my righteousness.

2. I will glory in my Redeemer:
my life he bought, my love he owns.
I have no longings for another;
I’m satisfied in him alone.
I will glory in my Redeemer,
his faithfulness my standing-place.
Though foes are mighty and rush upon me,
my feet are firm, held by his grace,
my feet are firm, held by his grace.

3. I will glory in my Redeemer,
who carries me on eagles’ wings.
He crowns my life with loving-kindness,
his triumph song I’ll ever sing.
I will glory in my Redeemer,
who waits for me at gates of gold,
and when he calls me, it will be paradise
his face for ever to behold,
his face for ever to behold.