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My old person has been nullified;
With my Lord upon the cross he died;
Now in nothing shall he be applied;
He's dead to me.
My new Person in my spirit dwells;
Springing in me as a bubbling well;
Flowing out until each part He fills
With abundant life.
Christ, my Person, in my spirit lives;
And my heart to Him I'd daily give;
That my inner man could have a home
And a place to settle down, yes,
A place to call His own, and —
There be my complete reality,
There expressing all He is to me,
Living in my heart abundantly
As my Person real.
By this Person being formed in me,
I'll a member of His Body be,
No more acting individually,
But with the saints.
More and more our Person He must be;
That our natural personality
Be eliminated thoroughly
Till Christ is all.
Only Christ, our Person, must remain;
From our aims, our goals we must refrain,
Till the church be only Christ Himself
Built up as the one new man,
Thus fulfilling God's great plan of —
Mingling fully with the human race
To obtain a proper dwelling place,
'Stablishing His kingdom's rule and grace;
Over all the earth.
Not Himself just individually,
But the church together corporately,
Taking Christ as all in all, to be
The full-grown, perfect man.
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