My Redeemer

I am born of God.

My soul hath been redeemed
from the gall of bitterness
and bonds of iniquity.

I was in the darkest abyss;
but now I behold
the marvelous light of God.

My soul was racked
with eternal torment;
but I am snatched,
and my soul is
pained no more.

I rejected my Redeemer,
and denied that which
had been spoken of
by our fathers;
but now
that they may foresee
that he will come,
and that he remembereth
every creature
of his creating,
he will make himself
manifest unto all.

Yea, every knee shall bow,
and every tongue
confess before him.

Yea, even at the last day,
when all men shall stand
to be judged of him.