By A Collection of Hymns

      4-6s & 2-8s.
      1 ARISE, my soul, arise,
      Shake off thy guilty fears;
      The bleeding sacrifice
      In my behalf appears;
      Before the throne thy 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,
      Received on Calvary;
      They pour effectual prayers,
      They strongly speak for me:
      "Forgive him, O forgive," they cry?
      "Nor let that ransomed 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 reconciled,
      His pardoning 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!