Arise, He Calleth Me

1 They spake to him of old who sat in blindness by the way,
Of Christ the Lord, who, drawing near, could turn his night to day;
But still he linger’d, trembling there, till o’er that living sea,
The words of welcome reached his ear, “arise, he calleth thee.”

Refrain:
Arise, he calleth thee, arise, he calleth thee;
From all the sorrows of this life,
Arise, he calleth thee.

2 And still those words from heaven fall on ev’ry sinner’s ear,
And still the Lord delights to bid the trembling soul draw near;
The old, the young, the rich, the poor, he calls from wrath to flee,
And from the death-like sleep of sin, “arise, he calleth thee.” [Refrain]

3 God saw thee when a great way off; thou had’st no tho’t of him,
The door of grace he open threw, and sought to bring thee in,
As on e within his Father’s home, as happy and as free,
Christ longs to have you with himself, “arise, he calleth thee.” [Refrain]

Source: Triumphant Songs No.3 #57

• MIDI file from Triumphant Songs No.3 #57