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"Buried in the Grave of Jesus" (Trench and Battles)

Mrs. J. A. Trench wrote a hymn text well over one hundred years ago entitled, "Buried in the Grave of Jesus." Much of it was outdated or misunderstood, so I moderately edited it for our church. Praise the Lord we had two ladies baptized, an octogenarian and a young wife and mother expecting a child! So I edited this hymn to be sung at their baptism service. 

If I had to estimate who gets the credit for this hymn, it's probably 70% Mrs. Trench and 30% me. But it's all because of Jesus! 


Words: Mrs. J. A. Trench (1843-1925) and Dustin Battles (1986– )

Music: NETTLETON, Anonymous


1.

Buried in the grave of Jesus,

we believe what God has said:

Sin has no more pow’r to seize us,

since in Jesus we were dead. 


All the waves rolled over Jesus,

there exhausted all their power.

Death and judgment are behind us,

grace and glory are before.


2.

Firstfruits of the resurrection,

Christ is risen from the tomb.

Now we are a new creation:

old has passed, the new has come. 


Jesus died, and we died with him,

buried in his grave we lie,

one with Christ in resurrection,

seated now in him on high.


3.

Lord, we share in your rejection,

your reproach, O may we love.

Yet we stand in your acceptance

in the Father’s sight above.


We await the full redemption

when the Risen One shall come.

Then our bodies’ transformation 

will be fashioned like his own.

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