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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! |
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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! |
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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! |
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Living for Christ, my members I yield, Servants for God, for evermore sealed, Not under law, I'm now under grace, Sin is dethroned, and Christ takes its place. Glory be to God! |
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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! |