Sabbath Rest


"Arise, my soul, arise;
Shake off they guilty fears;
The bleeding Sacrifice
In my behalf appears:
Before the throne my Surety stands,
My name is written on His hands.

My God is reconciled;
His pardoning voice I hear:
He owns me for His child;
I can no longer fear:
With confidence I now draw nigh,
And 'Father, Abba, Father,' cry."

--Charles Wesley

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