How on the Cross I died with Thee;
I need no other pow’r or way
That I may triumph day by day.
Into my life its light doth shine;
When I believe I’m dead with Thee,
The world has lost its pow’r o’er me.
From sin and self I am set free;
How can I still enjoy the world
Or seek its vanities unfurled?
Upon the cross of Calvary.
Thy life and power then are mine,
Since Thou and I in oneness twine.
His work and power to overthrow,
I too can overcome in Thee
And prove Thy mighty pow’r in me.
Upon the death which Thou didst die;
We tread the path which Thou hast trod
Until we reach the goal in God.
And all its meaning would receive.
Thy death more deeply show to me,
That from my flesh I may be free.
To reign with Thee when Thou dost come.
If we the cross will gladly bear,
Then in Thy glory we will share.