Blood-Bought

I have a home at last

’Twas bought by blood di­vine

Safe from the stor­my blast

And the blest ti­tle mine.

Blood paid for ev­ery stone

For roof

and nail and door;

There death is nev­er known

But life for ev­er­more.

These em­blems mark the wall—

The cross

the nails

the spear;

Five bleed­ing wounds in all

Show me the ti­tle clear.

On Cal­va­ry ’twas paid

Each drop to Jus­tice due;

And Love di­vine there laid

The price for me and you.

Blood-bought

I stand se­cure

Since Je­sus died for me;

Blood-bought

re­demp­tion sure

If I but cling to Thee.

Washed in this blood di­vine

In glo­ry to ap­pear;

Like Him for­ev­er shine

His wel­come voice to hear.