Arise, My Soul, Arise
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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.
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He ever lives above, For me to intercede; His all redeeming love, is precious blood to plead; His blood atoned for all our race, And sprinkles now the throne of grace.
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Five bleeding wounds He bears, Receiv'd on Calvary; They pour effectual pray'r They strongly plead for me; "Forgive him, oh, forgive," they cry, "Nor let that ransom'd sinner die."
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The Father hears Him pray, His dear Anointed One: He cannot turn way The presence of His' Son: His Spirit answers to the blood, And tells me I am born of God.
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My God is reconciled, His pad'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.