Arise, my soul, arise, Thy Savior's sacrificeAuthor: Charles Wesley
Tune: BANGOR (Toronto)
Published in 10 hymnals
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1 Arise, my soul, arise
Thy Savior’s sacrifice!
All the names that love could find,
All the forms that love could take
Jesus in Himself has joined,
Thee, my soul, His own to make.
2 Equal with God, most high,
He laid His glory by:
He, th’eternal God was born,
Man with men He deigned t’appear,
Object of His creature’s scorn,
Pleased a servant’s form to wear.
3 Hail everlasting Lord,
Divine, incarnate Word!
Thee let all my powers confess,
Thee my latest breath proclaim;
Help, ye angel choirs, to bless,
Shout the loved Immanuel’s name.
4 Fruit of a virgin’s womb
The promised blessing’s come:
Christ the fathers’ hope of old,
Christ the woman’s conquering seed,
Christ the Savior! Long foretold,
Born to bruise the serpent’s head.
5 Refulgent from afar
See the bright Morning-Star!
See the Day-Spring from on high
Late in deepest darkness rise,
Night recedes, the shadows fly,
Flame with day the opening skies!
6 Our eyes on earth survey
The dazzling Shechinah!
Bright, in endless glory bright
Now in flesh He stoops to dwell,
God of God, and light of light,
Image of th’invisible.
7 He shines on earth adored
The presence of the Lord;
God, the mighty God and true,
God by highest Heav’n confessed,
Stands displayed to mortal view,
God supreme, for ever blest.
8 Jesu! To Thee I bow
Th’Almighty’s fellow Thou!
Thou, the Father’s only Son,
Pleased He ever is in Thee;
Just and holy Thou alone,
Full of grace and truth for me.
9 High above every name
Jesus, the great I AM!
Bows to Jesus every knee
Things in Heav’n, and earth and hell;
Saints adore Him, demons flee,
Fiends and men and angels feel.
10 He left His throne above
Emptied of all, but love:
Whom the heav’ns cannot contain
God vouchsafed a worm t’appear,
Lord of glory, Son of man,
Poor, and vile, and abject here.
11 His own on earth He sought,
His own received Him not:
Him, a sign by all blasphemed,
Outcast and despised of men,
Him they all a madman deemed,
Bold to scoff the Nazarene.
12 Hail Galilean King!
Thy humble state I sing;
Never shall Thy triumphs end,
Hail derided majesty;
Jesus, hail! The sinner’s friend,
Friend of publicans—and me!
13 Thine eye observed my pain
Thou good Samaritan!
Spoiled I lay and bruised by sin,
Gasped my faint, expiring soul,
Wine and oil Thy love poured in,
Closed my wounds, and made me whole.
14 Hail the life-giving Lord,
Divine, engrafted word!
Thee the life my soul has found,
Thee the resurrection proved:
Dead I heard the quickening sound,
Owned Thy voice, believed, and loved!
15 With Thee gone up on high
I live, no more to die:
First and Last, I feel Thee now,
Witness of Thy empty tomb,
Alpha and Omega Thou
Wast, and art, and art to come!
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #11232
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|The Cyber Hymnal #11232||Hymn On The Titles Of Christ||Arise, my soul, arise||BANGOR||Charles Wesley||66.77.77||<cite>Hymns and Sacred Poems</cite> (London: Strahan, 1739)|