Text: | Arise, My Soul, Arise |
Author: | Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 |
1 Arise, my soul, arise,
Shake off thy guilty fears;
The bleeding Sacrifice
In my behalf appears;
Before the throne my Surety stands,
My name is written on His hands.
2 He ever lives above,
For me to intercede;
His all-redeeming love,
His precious blood to plead;
His blood atoned for all our race,
And sprinkles now the throne of grace.
3 Five bleeding wounds He bears,
Received on Calvary;
They pour effectual prayers,
They strongly speak for me:
"Forgive him, O forgive," they cry,
"Nor let that ransomed sinner die!"
4 The Father hears Him pray,
His dear Anointed One;
He cannot turn away
The presence of His Son:
His Spirit answers to the blood,
And tells me I am born of God.
5 My God is reconciled,
His pardoning voice I hear:
He owns me for His child,
I can no longer fear:
With confidence I now draw nigh,
And "Father, Abba Father!" cry.
Amen.
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First Line: | Arise, my soul, arise |
Title: | Arise, My Soul, Arise |
Author: | Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 |
Publication Date: | 1937 |