The New Life Awakened

The tomb of the old self, now a cradle of grace,
Once laid shackled chains are now an open space.
In the garden of our souls, where sin had its reign,
Blossomed forth the Son, who feels and heals our pain.

For we have been buried with Christ, oh so deep,
Where darkness receded and a new dawn did sweep
Through the waters of baptism, we've been made one,
With the Life that surged forth, when the sin was undone.

In this sacred union, our hearts took to flight
To the realms of the heavens, pure and bright.
With each breath, we draw, in the sweetness of grace,
We find in His death, our new life's race.

The old man of Adam, with all of his plight,
Fell to the dust, as we emerged in new light.
The chains of our bondage, they no longer hold,
For we walk in the freedom that Christ had unfolded.

Risen indeed is the Son, in His power and might,
And with Him, we rise, to life's war that we fight.
In the tomb of our past, we laid them to hold,
And embrace the life that Jesus foretold.

O grave, where is your victory? O death, where is your sting?
But thanks be to God, who gives us victory through Jesus, our King!
We sing of this triumph, with hearts ever longing,
For the day when we'll rise, as His fullness of life abounds.
In the echo of redemption's eternal sweet sound.