II.LXXXII. Redemption, and protection from spiritual enemies

1 Arise, my soul, my joyful pow'rs,
And triumph in thy God;
Awake, my voice, and loud proclaim
His glorious grace abroad.

2 He rais'd me from the deeps of sin,
The gates of gaping hell,
And fix'd my standing more secure
Than ’twas before I fell.

3 The arms of everlasting love
Beneath my soul he plac'd,
And on the rock of ages set
My slipp'ry footsteps fast.

4 The city of my bless'd abode
Is wall'd around with grace;
Salvation for a bulwark stands
To shield the sacred place.

5 Satan may vent his sharpest spite,
And all his legions roar;
Almighty mercy guards my life,
And bounds his raging pow'r.

6 Arise, my soul! awake, my voice,
And tunes of pleasure sing;
Loud hallelujahs shall address
My saviour and my King.

Text Information
First Line: Arise, my soul, my joyful pow'rs
Title: Redemption, and protection from spiritual enemies
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1793
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