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

    Thing of which now I'm truly ashamed,

    Fruit unto holiness will I bear,

    Life evermore, the end I shall share.

          Glory be to God!