Day 26... T.O. Chisholm

Growing up, my mother taught me to love hymns and I'd like to share one of those with you today. I regret that I could not find a audio/visual version to share.  But the lyrics are the most important part so you may wish to read them as if it were a poem. 

 

 

A New Creature by T.O. Chisholm

Verse 1:  Buried with Christ, my blessed Redeemer,

               Dead to the old life of folly and sin;

               Satan may call, the world may entreat me,

               There is no voice that answers within. 

 

Chorus:  Dead to the world, to voices that call me,

              Living anew, obedient but free;

              Dead to the joys that once did enthrall me—

              Yet ‘tis not I, Christ liveth in me. 

 

Verse 2:  Dead unto sin, alive through the Spirit,

              Risen with Him from the gloom of the grave,

              All things are new, and I am rejoicing

              In His great love, His power to save. 

 

Verse 3:  Sin hath no more its cruel dominion,

              Walking in newness of life I am free—

              Glorious life of Christ, my Redeemer,

              Which He so richly shareth with me.