Buried Beneath the Yielding Wave

Buried be­neath the yield­ing wave

The great Re­deem­er lies;

Faith views Him in the wa­te­ry grave

And thence be­holds Him rise.

Thus it be­comes His saints to­day

Their ar­dent zeal t’ex­press

And in the Lord’s ap­point­ed way

Fulfill all right­eous­ness.

With joy we in His foot­steps tread

And would His cause main­tain

Like Him be num­bered with the dead

And with Him rise and reign.

His pre­sence oft re­vives our hearts

And drives our fears away;

When He com­mands

and strength im­parts

We cheer­ful­ly ob­ey.

Now we

dear Je­sus

would to Thee

Our grate­ful voic­es raise;

Washed in the fount­ain of Thy blood

Our lives shall all be praise.