Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) ‎#455

455. Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears

1 Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears,
And gird the Gospel armor on,
March to the gates of endless joy,
Where Jesus thy great Captain’s gone.

2 Hell and thy sins resist thy course;
But hell and sin are vanquish'd foes;
Thy Saviour nail'd them to the cross,
And sang the triumph when He rose.

3 Then let my soul march boldly on,--
Press forward to the heavenly gate;
There peace and joy eternal reign,
And glitt’ring robes for conq'rors wait.

4 There shall I wear a starry crown,
And triumph in almighty grace,
While all the armies of the skies
Join in my glorious Leader’s praise.

Text Information

• First Line: Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears
• Meter: L. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1870
• Topic: Christians: their life and experience; Conflicts of the Christian Life; Fortitude; Perseverance; The Christian a Soldier; Temptation; Victory; Christian warfare
• Notes: Author from index: Watts

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