Is it Thy will that I should be Buried, in symbol, Lord, with Thee; Owning Thee be 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, wat'ry 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. Oh, may I count myself to be Dead to the sins that wounded Thee, Dead to the pleasures of this earth, Unworthy of my heav'nly 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.