How rich a treasure we possess
In Jesus Christ, our Lord
His blood, our ransom and defense
His glory, our reward
The sum of all created things
Is worthless in compare
For our inheritance is Him
Whose praise angels declareAnd how free and costly was the love
Displayed upon the cross
While we were dead in untold sin
The Sovereign purchased us
The will of God, the Father
Demonstrated through the Son
The Spirit seals the greatest work
The work which Christ has done
