Nor silver nor gold hath obtained my redemption; No 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. 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 I only can own. 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. Nor silver nor gold hath obtained my redemption; The way to God’s kingdom could not thus be bought. The blood of the cross is my only foundation; The death of my Savior redemption hath wrought.