Come sing, my soul, and praise the Lord

Come sing, my soul, and praise the Lord, Who hath redeemed thee by His blood; Delivered thee from chains that bound, And brought thee to redemption ground.

Once from my God I wandered far, And with His holy will made war; But now my songs to God abound: I'm standing on redemption ground.

O joyous hour when God to me A vision gave of Calvary! My bonds were loosed, my soul unbound: I sang upon redemption ground.

No works of merit now I plead, But Jesus take for all my need; No righteousness in me is found, Except upon redemption ground.

Come, weary soul, and here find rest; Accept redemption, and be blest: The Christ who died, by God is crowned To pardon on redemption ground.

Redemption ground, the ground of peace! Redemption ground, O wondrous grace! Here let our praise to God abound, Who saves us on redemption ground!