What great provision God has made
|What great provision God has made
In Jesus’ death on Calvary!
I hung with Him upon the tree,
And in His tomb I too was laid.
|I rose with Him from out the grave—
And how shall I who died to sin
Continue still to live therein,
The victor living as the slave?
|At God’s right hand He took His place,
And while for saints my Savior pleads,
My heart for sinners intercedes
That they might know His saving grace.
|Oh, what a name to me is given—
A son of God, by second birth!
I represent Him on the earth,
He represents me now in heaven.
|As Jesus dwells beyond the skies,
I dwell within this world of strife;
And as He lives within my life,
In Him I’m in the heavenlies!