Verse 1
Arise, my soul, arise
Thy Saviour’s sacrifice!
All the names that love could find,
All the forms that love could take
Jesus in himself has join’d,
Thee, my soul, his own to make.
Verse 2
Equal with God, most high,
He laid his glory by:
He, th’ eternal God was born,
Man with men he deign’d t’ appear,
Object of his creature’s scorn,
Pleas’d a servant’s form to wear.
Verse 3
Hail everlasting Lord,
Divine, incarnate Word!
Thee let all my pow’rs confess,
Thee my latest breath proclaim;
Help, ye angel choirs, to bless,
Shout the lov’d Immanuel’s name.
Verse 4
Fruit of a virgin’s womb
The promis’d blessing’s come:
Christ the fathers’ hope of old,
Christ the Woman’s conq’ring Seed,
Christ the Saviour! Long foretold,
Born to bruise the serpent’s head.
Verse 5
Refulgent from afar
See the bright Morning-Star!
See the Day-Spring from on high
Late in deepest darkness rise,
Night recedes, the shadows fly,
Flame with day the op’ning skies!
Verse 6
Our eyes on earth survey
The dazling Shechinah!
Bright, in endless glory bright
Now in flesh he stoops to dwell
God of God, and light of light,
Image of th’ invisible.
Verse 7
He shines on earth ador’d
The Presence of the LORD:
God, the mighty God and true,
God by highest heav’n confest,
Stands display’d to mortal view,
God supreme, for ever blest.
Verse 8
Jesu! To thee I bow
Th’ Almighty’s Fellow thou!
Thou, the Father’s only Son;
Pleas’d he ever is in thee,
Just and holy thou alone
Full of grace and truth for me.
Verse 9
High above ev’ry name
Jesus, the great I AM!
Bows to JESUS ev’ry knee
Things in heav’n, and earth and hell,
Saints adore him, demons flee,
Fiends and men and angels feel.
Verse 10
He left his throne above
Emptied of all, but love:
Whom the heav’ns cannot contain
God vouchsaf’d a worm t’ appear,
Lord of glory, Son of man,
Poor, and vile, and abject here.
Verse 11
His own on earth he sought,
His own receiv’d him not:
Him, a sign by all blasphem’d,
Outcast and despis’d of men,
Him they all a madman deem’d,
Bold to scoff the Nazarene.
Verse 12
Hail Galilean King!
Thy humble state I sing;
Never shall my triumphs end,
Hail derided majesty,
Jesus, hail! The sinner’s friend,
Friend of Publicans—and me!
Verse 13
Thine eye observ’d my pain
Thou good Samaritan!
Spoil’d I lay and bruis’d by sin,
Gasp’d my faint, expiring soul,
Wine and oil thy love pour’d in,
Clos’d my wounds, and made me whole.
Verse 14
Hail the life-giving Lord,
Divine, engrafted word!
Thee the Life my soul has found,
Thee the Resurrection prov’d:
Dead I heard the quick’ning sound,
Own’d thy voice; believ’d, and lov’d!
Verse 15
With thee gone up on high
I live, no more to die:
First and Last, I feel thee now,
Witness of thy empty tomb,
Alpha and Omega thou
Wast, and art, and art to come!