1
Arise, my soul, arise!
Stretch forth to things eternal
And hasten to the feet of
your Redeemer God.
Though hid from mortal
eyes,
He dwells in light
supernal;
Yet worship Him in
humbleness and call Him Lord.
His banquet of love Awaits
you above;
Yet here He grants a
foretaste of the feast to
the feast to come! Rejoice,
my soul, rejoice,
To heav'n lift up your
voice:
Alleluia, alleluia,
alleluia!
2
Now hear the harps of
heav'n!
Oh, hear the song
victorious,
The never ending anthem
sounding through the sky!
To mortals is not giv'n To
join in strains so glorious;
Yet here on earth we too
can sing our praises high!
He bought with His blood
The ransomed of God;
To Him be ever lasting
pow'r and victory.
And let the great
amenResound through heav'n again.
Alleluia, alleluia,
alleluia!
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