Arise, Thou jealous GOD, arise, whose word doth soul

Verse 1
Arise, Thou jealous GOD, arise,
Whose word doth soul and spirit part,
Look with thy all-discerning eyes
And sound the most deceitful heart
Of those, whom erring men approve
False witnesses of perfect love.

Verse 2
Thou knowst, the Fiend hath set them up,
Hath on the sacred summit plac’d,
That falling from their towering hope,
From highest heaven to hell debas’d
Their souls may prove his wretched thrall,
And stumble thousands by their fall.

Verse 3
Ah! do not, Lord, the tempted leave
A prey to Luciferian pride,
Ah! do not let thy foe deceive
The souls for whom Thyself hast died,
Or shake our faith who dare profess
Our faith in perfect holiness.

Verse 4
Whoever stands or falls, the word
The one foundation must endure,
True is the promise of our Lord,
The oath divine hath made it sure,
And we, when Christ the power imparts,
Shall love our GOD with all our hearts.

Verse 5
Now, Saviour, now our hearts prepare
Thy gracious fulness to receive:
But pluck our brethren from the snare
Beguil’d like vain aspiring Eve,
Deliverance to the Captives send,
And let the strong Delusion end.

Verse 6
Gently into the valley lead,
And give them then themselves to know,
Till to themselves intirely dead
Their grace they by their silence shew,
Thee only good and perfect call,
And sink, and into Nothing fall.

Hymnal/Album: Originally titled: “For the Pretenders to Perfections.” This hymn was included in a manuscript titled “Hymns of Intercession” or “MS Intercession.” This manuscript is held by the Methodist Archive and Research Centre of the John Rylands Library at The University of Manchester (accession number DDCW 6/68–70). Accessed through the website of The Center for Studies in the Wesleyan Tradition, Duke Divinity School. Published in S.T. Kimbrough Jr. and Oliver A. Beckerlegge, eds., The Unpublished Poetry of Charles Wesley, vol. 3 (Nashville: Kingswood Books, 1992), pages 235-36.
Publishing: Public Domain