Arise, my soul, my joyful powers,
And triumph in my God;
Awake, my voice, and loud proclaim
His glorious grace abroad. He raised me from the deeps of sin,
The gates of gaping hell,
And fixed my standing more secure
Than ’twas before I fell. The arms of everlasting love
Beneath my soul He placed;
And on the Rock of ages set
My slippery footsteps fast. The city of my blessed abode
Is walled around with grace,
Salvation for a bulwark stands
To shield the sacred place. Satan may vent his sharpest spite,
And all his legions roar;
Almighty mercy guards my life,
And bounds his raging power. Arise, my soul; awake, my voice,
And tunes of pleasure sing;
Loud hallelujahs shall address
My Savior and my King. |
