Arise, My Soul, Arise

This is one of my favorite hymns. Written by Charles Wesley, it is a majestic, manly song, brimming with sound doctrine. It took some time to find a video clip of the hymn sung in this manner - mostly hit on more modern arrangements that are, in my opinion, tepid and weak compared to this one. Lame, lame, lame! The first video arrangement is not the original, and they skip the fourth verse, and in the fifth verse they have changed "My God is reconciled" to "My soul is reconciled", which TOTALLY misses the point! God, the offended party, must be reconciled. We are saved from Almighty God's wrath & judgement only by faith in the death, burial, and resurrection of the Savior. Aren't you thankful for the cry from the dying Savior, "IT IS FINISHED!" Oh, I am! Thank you, dear Lord Jesus Christ. The second video is a congregational song with fewer verses, but beautiful all the same.

Enjoy, and God bless you. 

Let's worship the LORD in the beauty of holiness, together!

Paul

Words: Charles Wes­ley, Hymns and Sac­red Po­ems, 1742.
Music: Len­ox, Lew­is Ed­son, in The Chor­ist­er’s Com­pan­ion, by Sim­e­on Jo­ce­lyn and Amos Doo­lit­tle (New Ha­ven, Con­nec­ti­cut: 1782)

“I have a re­cord,” said a Wes­ley­an mis­sion­ary la­bor­ing in the West In­dies, “of two hun­dred per­sons, young and old, who re­ceived the most di­rect ev­i­dence of the for­give­ness of their sins while sing­ing ‘Arise, my soul.’ The con­ver­sion of the great­er num­ber of these per­sons took place while I was a mis­sion­ary abroad.”

Arise My Soul Arise lyrics by Charles Wesley

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.

He ever lives above, for me to intercede;
His all redeeming love, His precious blood, to plead:
His blood atoned for all our race,
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 prayers; they strongly plead for me:
'Forgive him, O forgive,' they cry,
'Forgive him, O 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,
His Spirit answers to the 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 confidence I now draw nigh,
With confidence I now draw nigh,
And 'Father, Abba, Father,' cry.