Romans 6:6: Our old man is crucified with Him, that the, &c

The old congenial man of sin,
Coeval with the fall we know,
The' entire depravity within,
Whence all our endless evils flow;
Corrupt alas, through every part,
No good, no help in us we have,
But fly to Him with broken heart,
Who died Himself our souls to save.

Nail'd to the cross where Jesus bled,
United with His sacrifice,
(Not instantaneously struck dead)
A lingering death our nature dies:
The death my Saviour bore for me,
Exerts its mortifying power,
Till nature gasping on the tree
Is quite extinct, and stirs no more.

Whether by slow or swift degrees,
The selfish and the proud desire,
The Adam old shall surely cease,
And the last breath of sin expire;
My actions, words, and thoughts impure,
Sin's members, all destroy'd shall be,
And then of full salvation sure,
I dwell in Christ, and Christ in me.