I will glory in my Redeemer
whose precious 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 [bad word] 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
I will glory in my Redeemer
My life he bought, my life 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 [bad word] upon me
my feet are firm held by his grace
my feet are firm held by his grace
I will glory in my Redeemer
who carries me on eagle's wings
He crowns my life with loving-kindness
His triumph song I'll ever song
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 forever to behold
His face forever to behold
His face forever to behold