Isaac Watts · 590 of 724

Hymn 82

Arise, my soul, my joyful powers, And triumph in my God; Awake, my voice, and loud proclaim His glorious grace abroad.

He raised me from the deeps of sin, The gates of gaping hell, And fixed my standing more secure Than 'twas before I fell.

The arms of everlasting love Beneath my soul he placed; And on the Rock of ages set My slipp'ry footsteps fast.

The city of my blest abode Is wailed around with grace, Salvation for a bulwark stands To shield the sacred place.

Satan may vent his sharpest spite, And all his legions roar; Almighty mercy guards my life, And bounds his raging power.

Arise, my soul; awake, my voice, And tunes of pleasure sing; Loud hallelujahs shall address My Savior and my King.