Arise, My Soul, Arise

Verse 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.

Verse 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.

Verse 3

Five bleeding wounds he bears, Received on Calvary; They pour effectual prayers, They strongly speak for me; Forgive him, oh forgive, they cry, Nor let that ransomed sinner die.

Verse 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.

Verse 5

My God is reconciled, 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!