Nor sil­ver nor gold hath ob­tained my re­demp­tion,
Nor rich­es of earth could have saved my poor soul;
The blood of the cross is my on­ly foun­da­tion,
The death of my Sav­ior now mak­eth me whole.

Refrain

I am re­deemed, but not with sil­ver,
I am bought, but not with gold;
Bought with a price, the blood of Je­sus,
Precious price of love un­told.

Nor sil­ver nor gold hath ob­tained my re­demp­tion,
The guilt on my con­science too hea­vy had grown;
The blood of the cross is my on­ly foun­dat­ion,
The death of my Sav­ior could on­ly atone.

Refrain

Nor sil­ver nor gold hath ob­tained my re­demp­tion,
The ho­ly com­mand­ment for­bade me draw near;
The blood of the cross is my on­ly foun­da­tion,
The death of my Sav­ior re­mov­eth my fear.

Refrain

Nor sil­ver nor gold hath ob­tained my re­demp­tion,
The way in­to Heav­en could not thus be bought;
The blood of the cross is my on­ly foun­da­tion,
The death of my Sav­ior re­demp­tion hath wrought.

Refrain