Hymnal: The Christian Hymn-Book
Date: 1815
Compiler: John Thompson et al
Publisher/Printer: Looker and Wallace
First Line: Stand up my soul shake off your fears
Topic: The Christian Warefare
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: LM
Tune:
Hymn Number: 115
Page Number: 099, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsStand up my soul, shake off your fears,
And gird the gospel armor on;
March to the gates of endless joy,
Where thy great Captain Saviour's gone.
Hell and thy sins resist thy course;
But hell and sin are vanquish'd foes;
Thy Jesus nail'd them to the cross,
And sung the triumph whom he rose.
What tho' the prince of darkness rage,
And waste the fury of his spite;
Eternal chains confine him down
To fiery deeps and endless night.
What though thy inward lusts rebel,
'Tis but a struggling gasp for life;
The weapons of victorious grace
Shall slay thy sins, and end thy strife.
Then let my soul march boldly on,
Press forward to the heavn'ly gate,
There peace and joy eternal reign,
And glitt'ring robes for conquerors wait.
There shall I wear a starry crown,
And triumph in Almighty grace;
While all the armies of the skies,
Join in my glorious leader's praise.