Songs

Buried with Christ, and raised with Him

254
					P.M.

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, from walking therein,
	He that is dead is freed from all 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 of God, for evermore sealed,
	Not under law, I’m now under grace,
	Sin is dethroned, and Christ takes its place.
	Glory to be 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.

						T. Ryder