460. Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears

1 Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears,
And gird the Gospel armor on;
March to the gates of endless joy,
Where Jesus, thy great Captain's gone.

2 Hell and thy sins resist thy course,
But hell and sin are vanquished foes;
Thy Jesus nailed them to the Cross,
And sung the triumph when He rose.

3 Then let my soul march boldly on,
Press forward to the heavenly gate;
There peace and joy eternal reign,
And glittering robes for conquerors wait.

4 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.

Text Information
First Line: Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears
Author: Watts (1709)
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1890
Topic: The Christian Life: Watchfulness and Fidelity
Notes: Alternate tune: #34 or #111
Tune Information
Name: ST. AMBROSE
Meter: L. M.
Key: F Major
Notes: Source from index: Ancient Melody, Har. W. H. Monk



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