I will sing of my Redeemer,
And His wondrous love to me;
On the cruel cross He suffered,
From the curse to set me free.
Sing, oh sing, of my Redeemer,
With His blood, He purchased me.
On the cross, He sealed my pardon,
Paid the debt, and made me free.
I will tell the wondrous story,
How my lost estate to save,
In His boundless love and mercy,
He the ransom freely gave.
I will praise my dear Redeemer,
His triumphant power I’ll tell,
How the victory He give
Over sin, and death, and hell.
I will sing of my Redeemer,
And His heav’nly love to me;
He from death to life hath brought me,
Son of God with Him to be.
Written by Phillip Bliss
This hymn was found in Mr. Bliss' belongings after a tragic train wreck which took his and his wife's life. He apparently survived the initial wreck, but when he went in to rescue his wife, he and his wife were killed. The night before the accident, he told his audience, " I may not pass this way again." and then he sang a solo, “I’m Going Home Tomorrow.”
Sometimes God does prepare us, doesn't he?
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