1. Lord, Thou hast show the mystery,
  How on the Cross I died with Thee;
  I need no other pow'r 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 I'm dead with Thee,
  The world has lost it pow'r o'er 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 pow'r in me.
6. Yet, for the vict'ry 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.