Arise my soul arise

Charles Wesley
(1708 - 1788)

Millennium

6.6.6.6.8.8.

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.

2

He ever lives above
For me to intercede,
His all-redeeming love,
His precious blood to plead;
His blood aton’d for all our race,
And sprinkles now the throne of grace.

3

Five bleeding wounds he bears,
Receiv’d on Calvary;
They pour effectual prayers,
They strongly speak for me;
Forgive him, O forgive, they cry,
Nor let that ransom’d sinner die!

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.

5

My God is reconcil’d,
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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