1 And shall we then go on to sin,
that grace may more abound?
Great God, forbid that such a thought
should in our breast be found!
2 When to the sacred font we came,
did not the rite proclaim,
that, wash'd from sin, and all its stains,
new creatures we became?
3 With Christ the Lord we dy'd to sin;
with him to life we rise,
to life, which now begun on earth,
is perfect in the skies.
4 Too long enthrall'd to Satan’s sway,
we now are slaves no more;
for Christ hath vanquish'd death and sin,
our freedom to restore.
Source: The Irish Presbyterian Hymnbook #R47