My old man has been crucified with Him

My old man has been crucified with Him

With all its foul corruption deep within;

And buried too its nature serpentine

Completely finished—this great fact is mine

I hold it fast.

But there’s a Person in my spirit now

Born as a babe so small

so weak

so low;

Who by the Word’s pure milk will grow to be

The overcoming inner man in me

To gain my heart.

Christ as my Person must possess my heart

And be preeminent in every part.

The former owner died but haunts it still.

O Lord

move in; my mind

emotion

will

Now welcome Thee.

In spirit mingled

we are one

O Lord

The human and divine in one accord;

Yet Thou must have a proper faculty

That all Thy glorious personality

May be expressed.

So

Lord

I give my heart to Thee today

That it may be Thy home in every way

A place for Thee to come and settle down

And all Thy grand recovery work to crown

In one new man.