Nor silver nor gold have obtained my redemption;
No riches of earth could have saved my soul.
The blood of the cross is my only foundation;
The death of Yeshua now makes me whole.

I am redeemed, but not with silver;
I am bought, but not with gold;
Bought with a price—the blood of Yeshua,
Precious price of love untold.

Nor silver nor gold have 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 Savior I only can own.

Nor silver nor gold have obtained my redemption;
The holy commandment forbade me draw near.
The blood of the cross is my only foundation;
The death of my Savior removes my fear.

Nor silver nor gold have obtained my redemption;
The way to Abba’s kingdom could not be bought.
The blood of the cross is my only foundation;
The death of Yeshua, redemption has wrought.