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.
My name is written on His hands.
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.
And sprinkles now the throne of grace.
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!
Nor let that ransomed sinner die!
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.
And tells me I am born of God.
To God I’m reconciled
His pardoning 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.
And Father
Abba
Father
cry.