How sweet the joy that fills my soul,
Christ is my Re­deem­er;
His pre­cious blood has made me whole,
Christ is my Re­deem­er;
My sins were all upon Him laid,
A full atone­ment He hath made,
For me He hath the ran­som paid;
Christ is my Re­deem­er.

Tho’ Sa­tan oft my way op­pose,
Christ is my Re­deem­er;
With this I bold­ly meet my foes,
Christ is my Re­deem­er;
’Twas this that gave me life and light,
’Tis this that nerves me for the fight,
’Tis this my hope that shines so bright;
Christ is my Re­deem­er.

When tri­als come I still con­fess,
Christ is my Re­deem­er;
He gives me grace each care to bless,
Christ is my Re­deem­er;
He guides and keeps me day by day,
He clos­er comes when dark the way,
He doth with this my fears al­lay;
Christ is my Re­deem­er.

The vic­to­ry by this I gain,
Christ is my Re­deem­er;
By this I break sin’s gall­ing chain,
Christ is my Re­deem­er;
And if He tar­ry and I sleep,
My dy­ing hour this hope shall keep,
That when He comes the grave to reap,
Christ is my Re­deem­er.