Buried with Christ, and raised with Him too;
What is then
left for me to do?
Simply to cease from struggling and
strife;
Simply to walk in newness of life.
Glory be to
God.
Risen with Christ, my glorious Head,
Holiness now, the
pathway I tread,
Beautiful thought, while walking therein;
He that is dead is freed from sin.
Glory be to God.
Living with Christ, who dieth no more,
Following Christ,
who goeth before,
I Am from bondage utterly freed,
Reckoning self as dead indeed.
Glory be to God.
Living for Christ, my members I yield,
Servants to God,
for evermore sealed,
Not under law, I¡¦m now under grace,
Sin is dethroned, and Christ takes its place.
Glory be to
God.
Growing in Christ; no more shall be named
Things of which
now I¡¦m truly ashamed,
Fruit unto holiness will I bear,
Life evermore, the end I shall share.
Glory be to God.
