Buried in the grave of Jesus,
We believe what God has said;
Faith, His judgment acquiescing,
Reckons now that we are dead.
We believe what God has said;
Faith, His judgment acquiescing,
Reckons now that we are dead.
Death and judgment are behind us,
Grace and glory are before;
All the billows rolled o’er Jesus,
There exhausted all their power.
First-fruits of the resurrection,
He is risen from the tomb;
Now we stand in new creation,
Free, because beyond our doom.
Jesus died, and we died with Him,
Buried in His grave we lie,
One with Christ in resurrection,
Seated now in Him on high.
We await the full redemption
When the Risen One shall come;
And our mortal body changed,
Shall be fashioned like His own.
Lord, we share in Thy rejection,
Thy reproach, O may we love;
Here we stand in Thine acceptance
In the Father’s sight above.