1 

Buried with Christ, and raised with Him too;

What is there left for me to do?

Simply to cease from struggling and strife,

Simply to walk in newness of life.

      Glory be to God!

 2 

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!

 3 

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!

 4 

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!

 5 

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!