Lyrics Arise, My Soul, Arise - Twila Paris

Arise, My Soul, Arise

Arise, my soul, arise;
shake off thy guilty fears;
The bleeding sacrifice in my behalf appears:
Before the throne my surety stands,
Before the throne my surety stands,
My name is written on His hands.
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!»
My God is reconciled;
His pardoning voice I hear;
He owns me for His child;
I can no longer fear:
With confidence I now draw nigh,
With confidence I now draw nigh,
And «Father, Abba, Father,» cry.
Arise, my soul, arise
Arise, my soul, arise
Arise, my soul, arise
Arise, my soul, arise