Arise, my soul, arise

Arise, my soul, arise. Charles Wesley* (1707-1788). This was first published in Hymns and Sacred Poems (1742), in five 6-line stanzas, entitled, in italics, Behold the Man!:     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 interceed;  His All-redeeming Love.    His pretious Blood to plead;His Blood aton’d for All our Race,And sprinkles now the Throne of Grace.   Five bleeding Wounds He bears,    Receiv’d on Calvary;  They pour effectual Prayers,    They strongly speak for me;Forgive him, O forgive, they cry,Nor let that Ransom’d...