Arise, my soul, arise,

Shake off thy guilty fears:

The bleeding sacrifice

In my behalf appears;

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 all our race,

And sprinkles now the throne of grace.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Five bleeding wounds He bears,

Received on Calvary;

They pour effectual prayer

They strongly plead for me;

“Forgive him, oh, forgive,” they cry,

“Nor let that ransomed sinner die.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My God is reconciled,

His pad’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

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

May God Bless Nigeria, America And Israel And Take Care Of Us; May God Make His Face Shine Upon Us, And Be Gracious To Us; May The Lord Lift Up His Countenance Upon Us, And Give Us Peace, In Jesus Christ Name, We Pray! Amen!

 

 

 

May The Grace The Lord Jesus Christ, And The Love Of God, And The Fellowship Of The Holy Spirit Be With You All. Amen!