Arise, my soul, arise,

1.

Arise, my soul, arise,

Shake off my 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 atoned for all our race,

And sprinkles now the throne of grace.

3.

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”.

4.

The Father hears Him pray,

His dear Anointed One:

His 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 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.