| 1 | Lord, Thou hast shown the mystery, |
| | How on the Cross I died with Thee; |
| | I need no other powr or way |
| | That I may triumph day by day. |
| 2 | That cross of Thine is also mine, |
| | Into my life its light doth shine; |
| | When I believe Im dead with Thee, |
| | The world has lost its powr oer me. |
| 3 | Since I am crucified with Thee, |
| | From sin and self I am set free; |
| | How can I still enjoy the world |
| | Or seek its vanities unfurled? |
| 4 | I take my place, dear Lord, with Thee |
| | Upon the cross of Calvary. |
| | Thy life and power then are mine, |
| | Since Thou and I in oneness twine. |
| 5 | Since Thou didst come to slay the foe, |
| | His work and power to overthrow, |
| | I too can overcome in Thee |
| | And prove Thy mighty powr in me. |
| 6 | Yet, for the victry we rely |
| | Upon the death which Thou didst die; |
| | We tread the path which Thou hast trod |
| | Until we reach the goal in God. |
| 7 | My death with Thee I now believe |
| | And all its meaning would receive. |
| | Thy death more deeply show to me, |
| | That from my flesh I may be free. |
| 8 | I long to win as Thou hast won, |
| | To reign with Thee when Thou dost come. |
| | If we the cross will gladly bear, |
| | Then in Thy glory we will share. |
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