1 Arise, my soul, arise!
Shake off thy guilty fears;
A 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 was shed 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 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.
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