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<h2>ARISE, MY SOUL, ARISE</h2>
<h2 align="center">(BEHOLD THE MAN)</h2>
<p align="center"><h3>&#8220;Christ Jesus&#8230;is at the right hand of God and is also interceding for us.&#8221; Romans 8:34</h3></p>
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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_w_e_wesley_c.jpg" alt="Charles Wesley (1707-1788)" width="149.333333333333" height="198"></td>
<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_w_e_wesley_c.html" target="_blank">Charles Wesley</a>, <em>Hymns and Sacred Poems</em>, 1742.<p><em>Music:</em> &#8220;Lenox,&#8221; Lewis Edson&#8217;s <em>Chorister&#8217;s Companion</em>, circa 1782 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_l_lenox.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
<blockquote><p>&#8220;I have a record,&#8221; said a Wesleyan missionary laboring in the West Indies, &#8220;of two hundred persons, young and old, who received the most direct evidence of the forgiveness of their sins while singing &#8216;Arise, my soul.&#8217; The conversion of the greater number of these persons took place while I was a missionary abroad.&#8221;</p>
<p><em>My Life and the Story of the Gospel Hymns</em>, by <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_s_a_sankey_id.html" target="_blank">Ira D. Sankey</a> (Philadelphia, Pennsylvania: The Sunday School Times Company, 1907).</p>
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<p>Arise, my soul, arise; shake off thy guilty fears;<br>
The bleeding sacrifice in my behalf appears:<br>
Before the throne my surety stands,<br>
Before the throne my surety stands,<br>
My name is written on His hands.</p>
<p>He ever lives above, for me to intercede;<br>
His all redeeming love, His precious blood, to plead:<br>
His blood atoned for all our race,<br>
His blood atoned for all our race,<br>
And sprinkles now the throne of grace.</p>
<p>Five bleeding wounds He bears; received on Calvary;<br>
They pour effectual prayers; they strongly plead for me:<br>
&#8220;Forgive him, O forgive,&#8221; they cry,<br>
&#8220;Forgive him, O forgive,&#8221; they cry,<br>
&#8220;Nor let that ransomed sinner die!&#8221;</p>
<p>The Father hears Him pray, His dear anointed One;<br>
He cannot turn away, the presence of His Son;<br>
His Spirit answers to the blood,<br>
His Spirit answers to the blood,<br>
And tells me I am born of God.</p>
<p>My God is reconciled; His pardoning voice I hear;<br>
He owns me for His child; I can no longer fear:<br>
With confidence I now draw nigh,<br>
With confidence I now draw nigh,<br>
And &#8220;Father, Abba, Father,&#8221; cry.</p>
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