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

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 Saviour could only atone.

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 Saviour removeth my fear.

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 Saviour redemption hath wrought.

Chorus
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!
                             James M. Gray


.....ye were not redeemed with corruptible things, as silver and gold......But with the precious blood of Christ.....1 Pet 1:18-19

     Redemption—complete Redemption, will be our song in heaven.  It is a sweeter song than the cherubim sing.....the angelic hosts surround the throne of God.  Day and night their chanting ceases not.  "Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, which was, and is, and is to come!"  But behold there comes up one, toil worn from earthly labors, foot-sore with earthly wanderings, timid from earthly strugglings, but there is a bright crown upon his head, and a shining robe around him, and a golden harp in his hand; and he presses near the throne; and the shining ranks open to admit him; and the Father smiles on him, and then such a strain of melody bursts from his harp, as Heaven never heard before, and its rich chorus swells through the heavenly arches, "Worthy the Lamb that was slain, for he redeemed me with his own blood."  It is the song of Redemption, sung by a redeemed and glorified sinner; our song, dear readers, which we begin in the stammering language of earth, but which we shall sing forever in the nobler dialect of the skies, and the burden of that song shall ever be, ''Christ Jesus, who of God is made unto us, Wisdom, and Righteousness, and Sanctification and Redemption."
     Remember, dear readers, what this Redemption cost.  "For ye were not redeemed with corruptible things," such as silver and gold, "but with the precious blood of Christ, as of a lamb without blemish, and without spot."  Redeemed ones! bought back from sin, and death, and hell, behold the price of your Redemption.  Can you compute its vast amount?  Place the work of Jesus in one scale, and the treasures and crowns of ten thousand times ten thousand worlds in the other, and what are they, but the small dust of the balance; one drop of the Redeemer's blood will far outweigh them all.
                                                                                                                                      E. P. Rogers, D.D.