Is it Thy will that I should be
Buried, in symbol, Lord, with Thee?
Owning Thee by this solemn sign,
Telling the world that I am Thine.
Buried, in symbol, Lord, with Thee?
Owning Thee by this solemn sign,
Telling the world that I am Thine.
Gladly I yield obedience now;
In all things to Thy will I’d bow;
I’ll follow where my Saviour led,
And humbly in His footsteps tread.
This emblematic, watery grave
Shows forth His love, who came to save;
And as I enter it, I see
The price my Saviour paid for me.
Forth from Thy burial, Lord, I come,
For Thou hast triumphed o’er the tomb;
Thy resurrection life I share,
My portion is no longer here.
O may I count myself to be
Dead to the sins that wounded Thee,
Dead to the pleasures of this earth
Unworthy of my heavenly birth.
Lord Jesus, when I gaze on Thee
And all Thy radiant glory see,
That joy will far exceed the shame
I bear on earth for Thy loved name.