In December 1876, Bliss was requested to sing at D.L. Moody’s Tabernacle in Chicago, for the New Year’s Eve service. Leaving their two little children with their grandparents, Philip and Lucy boarded the train, the Pacific Express, from Pennsylvania to Chicago. The PE ran late and was fighting its way through blinding snow storms. As it was traversing a bridge in Ohio, the bridge creaked and then collapsed pulling all 11 coaches down in to the ravine below. Philip made his way out of the crushed coach but went back in to find Lucy, and in doing so lost his own life. He was just 38 years old.
His luggage made its way to Chicago and when it was opened, the words of this newly composed hymn was found amongst his belongings. He and Lucy are surely singing of their Redeemer!
I will sing of my redeemer
And His wondrous love to me
On the cruel Cross He suffered
From the curse to set me free
Sing Oh sing of my redeemer
With His blood He purchased me
On the Cross He sealed my pardon
Paid the debt and made me free
I will tell the wondrous story
How my lost estate to save
In His boundless love and mercy
He thee ransom freely gave
I will praise my dear Redeemer His
triumphant power I’ll tell
How the victory He giveth
Over sin and death and Hell