Arise, my soul, arise
Shake off your guilty fears
The bleeding sacrifice
In my behalf appears
Before the throne He stands
Before the throne He 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
Before the throne of grace
Before the throne of gracе
He gladly takes my sinful place

Fivе bleeding wounds He bears
Received on Calvary
They pour effective prayers
They strongly plead for me
"Forgive, forgive!," they cry
"Forgive, forgive!," they cry
"This ransomed sinner must not die!"

The Father hears Him pray
His dear anointed One
He cannot turn away
The presence of His Son
He sees the priceless blood
He sees the priceless blood
And tells me I am born of God
My God is reconciled
His pardoning voice I hear
He owns me for His child
I can no longer fear
With boldness I draw nigh
With boldness I draw nigh
And "Abba, Father, Abba, Father"
"Abba, Father", I cry

Arise, my soul, arise
I can no longer fear