Redeemed, How I love to Proclaim It!


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REDEEMED, How I Love to Proclaim It!

By Fanny Crosby & William Kirkpatrick

Fanny Crosby was probably the most prolific hymnist in history. Though blinded by an incompetent doctor at six weeks of age, she wrote over 8,000 hymns. About her blindness, she said:
It seemed intended by the blessed providence of God that I should be blind all my life, and I thank him for the dispensation. If perfect earthly sight were offered me tomorrow I would not accept it. I might not have sung hymns to the praise of God if I had been distracted by the beautiful and interesting things around me.
Her grandmother spent much time teaching her the beautiful truths of her Redeemer in His Word.
Redeemed, how I love to proclaim it!
Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb;
Redeemed through His infinite mercy,
His child and forever I am.


Redeemed, redeemed,
Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb;
Redeemed, redeemed,
His child and forever I am.

Redeemed, and so happy in Jesus,

No language my rapture can tell;
I know that the light of His presence
With me doth continually dwell.


I think of my blessèd Redeemer,

I think of Him all the day long:
I sing, for I cannot be silent;
His love is the theme of my song.


I know I shall see in His beauty

The King in whose Law I delight

Who lovingly guardeth my footsteps

And giveth me songs in the night


I know there’s a crown that is waiting,

In yonder bright mansion for me,
And soon, with the spirits made perfect,
At home with the Lord I shall be.


My Redeemer

By Philip Bliss & James McGranahan

This is perhaps the last hymn Bliss wrote before he died in a train wreck. He survived the initial crash, but died trying (unsuccessfully) to rescue his wife. The lyrics were found in his belongings on the train after the accident.
This song is also one of the first ever recorded on a phonograph. George Stebbins made the recording during a demonstration of Thomas Edison’s new invention in New York City.
I will sing of my Redeemer,
And His wondrous love to me;
On the cruel cross He suffered,
From the curse to set me free.


Sing, oh sing, of my Redeemer,
With His blood, He purchased me.
On the cross, He sealed my pardon,
Paid the debt, and made me free.

I will tell the wondrous story,

How my lost estate to save,
In His boundless love and mercy,
He the ransom freely gave.


I will praise my dear Redeemer,
His triumphant power I’ll tell,
How the victory He giveth
Over sin, and death, and hell.


I will sing of my Redeemer,

And His heav’nly love to me;

He from death to life hath brought me,
Son of God with Him to be.


I owed a debt I could not pay

He paid the price He did not owe

I needed someone just to wash my sins away

And now I sing a brand new song, “Amazing Grace”

Christ Jesus paid the debt,

That I could never pay.


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