459 | Church Book#460 | 461 |
Text: | Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears |
Author: | Watts |
Tune: | ST. AMBROSE |
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 | |
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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 | |
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Name: | ST. AMBROSE |
Meter: | L. M. |
Key: | F Major |
Notes: | Source from index: Ancient Melody, Har. W. H. Monk |