A Pocket Hymn Book ‎#CXXX

CXXX. Arise, my soul, arise

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 atton'd for all our race,
And sprinkles now the throne of grace.

3 Five bleeding wounds he bears,
Receiv'd on Calvary;
They pour effectual pray'rs,
They strongly speak for me:
Forgive him, O forgive they cry!
Nor let that ransom'd 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 reconcil'd,
His pard'ning 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!

Text Information

• First Line: Arise, my soul, arise
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1791
• Topic: Rejoicing

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