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Christ the Lord Is Risen Today

Charles Wesley, 1739

Verse 1
Christ, the Lord, is risen today,
Alleluia!
Sons of men and angels say,
Alleluia!
Raise your joys and triumphs high,
Alleluia!
Sing, ye heavens, and earth, reply,
Alleluia!

Verse 2
Love’s redeeming work is done,
Alleluia!
Fought the fight, the battle won,
Alleluia!
Death in vain forbids His rise,
Alleluia!
Christ hath opened paradise,
Alleluia!

Verse 3
Lives again our glorious King,
Alleluia!
Where, O death, is now thy sting?
Alleluia!
Dying once He now doth save,
Alleluia!
Where thy victory, O grave?
Alleluia!

Verse 4
Soar we now where Christ hath led,
Alleluia!
Following our exalted Head,
Alleluia!
Made like Him, like Him we rise,
Alleluia!
Ours the cross, the grave, the skies,
Alleluia!

Verse 5
Hail, the Lord of earth and Heaven,
Alleluia!
Praise to Thee by both be given,
Alleluia!
Thee we greet triumphant now,
Alleluia!
Hail, the resurrection, thou,
Alleluia!

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O My Soul Arise

Charles Wesley and Eric McAllister

Verse 1
Arise, my soul, arise! Shake off your guilty fears.
The bleeding sacrifice on my behalf appears.
Before the throne my surety stands,
Before the throne my surety stands.
My name is written on His hands.

Verse 2
He ever lives above for me to intercede.
His all redeeming love, His precious blood to plead.
His blood atoned for every race,
His blood atoned for every race.
And sprinkles now the Throne of Grace.

Chorus
O my soul, arise! Behold the risen Christ,
Your great High Priest, your spotless sacrifice!
O my soul, arise! God owns you as His child!
Shake off your guilty fears, my soul, arise!

Verse 3
Five bleeding wounds He bears, received on Calvary.
They pour effectual prayers, they strongly plead for me.
“Forgive him, O forgive,” they cry.
“Forgive him, O forgive,” they cry.
“Don’t let that ransomed sinner die.”

Verse 4
The Father hears Him pray, His dear anointed One;
He cannot turn away, the presence of His Son;
His Spirit answers to the blood,
His Spirit answers to the blood,
and tells me I am born of God.

Chorus
O my soul, arise! Behold the risen Christ,
Your great High Priest, your spotless sacrifice!
O my soul, arise! God owns you as His child!
Shake off your guilty fears, my soul, arise!

Verse 5
My God is reconciled, His pard’ning voice I hear.
He owns me as His child; I can no longer fear.
With confidence I now draw nigh.
With confidence I now draw nigh,
and “Father, Abba, Father” cry.

Chorus
O my soul, arise! Behold the risen Christ,
Your great High Priest, your spotless sacrifice!
O my soul, arise! God owns you as His child!
Shake off your guilty fears, my soul, arise!

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Arise, My Soul, Arise!

Charles Wesley, 1742

Verse 1
Arise, my soul, arise; shake off thy guilty fears;
The bleeding sacrifice in my behalf appears:
Before the throne my surety stands,
Before the throne my surety stands,
My name is written on His hands.

Verse 2
He ever lives above, for me to intercede;
His all redeeming love, His precious blood, to plead:
His blood atoned for all our race,
His blood atoned for all our race,
And sprinkles now the throne of grace.

Verse 3
Five bleeding wounds He bears; received on Calvary;
They pour effectual prayers; they strongly plead for me:
Forgive him, O forgive, they cry,
Forgive him, O forgive, they cry,
Nor let that ransomed sinner die!

Verse 4
The Father hears Him pray, His dear anointed One;
He cannot turn away, the presence of His Son;
His Spirit answers to the blood,
His Spirit answers to the blood,
And tells me I am born of God.

Verse 5
My God is reconciled; His pardoning voice I hear;
He owns me for His child; I can no longer fear:
With confidence I now draw nigh,
With confidence I now draw nigh,
And Father, Abba, Father, cry.

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And Can It Be?

Charles Wesley, 1738

Verse 1
And can it be that I should gain
An interest in the Savior’s blood?
Died He for me, who caused His pain
For me, who Him to death pursued?
Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?
Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?

Verse 2
‘Tis mystery all: th’Immortal dies:
Who can explore His strange design?
In vain the firstborn seraph tries
To sound the depths of love divine.
‘Tis mercy all! Let earth adore,
Let angel minds inquire no more.
‘Tis mercy all! Let earth adore;
Let angel minds inquire no more.

Verse 3
He left His Father’s throne above
So free, so infinite His grace-
Humbled Himself because of love,
And bled for all His chosen race:
‘Tis mercy all, immense and free,
For O my God, it found out me!
‘Tis mercy all, immense and free,
For O my God, it found out me!

Verse 4
Long my imprisoned spirit lay,
Fast bound in sin and nature’s night;
Thine eye diffused a quickening ray
I woke, the dungeon flamed with light;
My chains fell off, my heart was free,
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.
My chains fell off, my heart was free,
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.

Verse 5
No condemnation now I dread;
Jesus, and all in Him, is mine;
Alive in Him, my living Head,
And clothed in righteousness divine,
Bold I approach th’eternal throne,
And claim the crown, through Christ my own.
Bold I approach th’eternal throne,
And claim the crown, through Christ my own.