O My Soul, Arise

Arise, my soul, arise, shake off Your guilty fears; the bleeding Sacrifice on my behalf Appears. Before the throne my Surety stands, Before the throne my Surety stands; 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 atoned for every race, His blood atoned for every race, And sprinkles now the throne of Grace. O my soul, arise! Behold the risen Christ, your great High Priest, your spotless Sacrifice. O my soul, arise! God owns you as His child; shake off Your guilty fears, my soul, Arise! Five bleeding wounds He bears, received on Calvary; They pour effectual prayers, they Strongly plead for me. "Forgive him, O forgive," they cry, "Forgive him, O forgive," they cry, "Don't let that ransomed sinner Die." O my soul, arise! Behold the risen Christ, your great High Priest, your spotless Sacrifice. O my soul, arise! God owns you as His child; shake off Your guilty fears, my soul, Arise! O My soul, arise! Behold the risen Christ, your great High Priest, your spotless Sacrifice. O my soul, arise! God owns you as His child; shake off Your guilty fears, my soul, Arise! My God is reconciled, His Pardoning voice I hear; He owns me As His child, I can no longer fear. With confidence I now draw nigh, With confidence I now draw nigh, And "Father, Abba, Father," cry.