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Arise, my soul, and sing
Of reconciling blood ;
Neither of bulls, nor goats, nor men,
But an incarnate God.
‘Twas this that did repair
The breach that sin had made ;
Justice received its full demand,
And all the debt is paid.
The flaming sword is sheathed,
The threatening tempest o’er ;
I see my Fathers smiling face,
And dread his frowns no more.
What satisfied the law,
Now calms the troubled mind :
Hence I my sweetest joys derive,
And perfect safety find.
This like a torrent bears
My burdens all away ;
No more a slave to sordid lusts,
Or Satan’s helpless prey.
My tongue with joy proclaims,
The virtues of that blood,
Which triumphs o’er the rage of hell,
And gives access to God.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Trans/Adapted:
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Dates:
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1818
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Bible Refs:
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Rm 5:1; Rm 5:1; Rm 5:11;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1818 | # 497 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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FRANCONIA
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Meter:
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1738
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 185 | No key | | # 488 | E |
echo ' | ';
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Hymn Writer
