38 - Arise, My Soul, Arise!

Arise, my soul arise!
Stretch 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 come!
Rejoice, my soul, rejoice,
To heav’n lift up your voice:
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!
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Now hear the harp 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 strain 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 amen Resound through heav’n again.
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!