Summer 1985
Redeemed For Thee!
Bruce Caisse

Redeemed for Thee! O precious thought!
That on Thy cross Thy death hath wrought
A work that I, from wanderings be
Brought back and married unto Thee.

In darkness there, my spirit lay
Imprisoned by my selfish love,
‘Til I discerned a piercing ray
And saw Thee in Thy throne above.

A king did I expect to see,
In royal robes, upon the throne;
A Lamb instead! As it had been slain,
Was then to my wondering heart made known.

What means these marks O glorious One,
Whose worship fills the skies above?
These are the wounds, He said to me,
That testify My love for thee.

When thou wast dying in thy sin,
The law of God condemning thee,
I took thy flesh upon myself
And bore thy curse upon the tree.

My glory then I laid aside,
My life, in flesh was then made lame,
That I in love might offer thee
A glorious hope, a brand new name.

A name that testifies of thee
That thou belongest unto me!
A virgin, chaste and undefiled,
Betrothed to me, my blood bought child.

As I pondered then His love to me,
The price He paid to set me free,
My freedom then I yielded there,
That I with Him might fully share,

Not only glories in His throne,
But that His cry become mine own,
That I with Him might share the night
Until we see the morning light.

So Jesus let me ever be
Identified O Lord with Thee;
‘Til Thy travail, Thy birthing cries
Become great singing in the skies;

Of sons brought forth,
A glorious bride;
Forever with Thee to abide.