Shake off thy guilty Fears,
The Bleeding Sacrifice
In my Behalf appears;
Before the Throne my Surety stands;
(Before the Throne my Surety stands;)
My Name is written on His Hands.
He ever lives above
For me to intercede,
His All-redeeming Love,
His precious Blood to plead;
His Blood aton'd for All our Race,
And sprinkles now the Throne of Grace.
Five bleeding Wounds He bears,
Receiv'd on Calvary;
They pour effectual Prayers,
They strongly speak for me;
Forgive him, O forgive, they cry,
Nor let that Ransom'd Sinner die!
The Father hears Him pray,
His dear Anointed One,
He cannot turn away
The Presence of His Son:
His Spirit answers to the Blood,
And tells me, I am born of God.
My God is reconcil'd,
His Pard'ning 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
From Hymns and Sacred Poems.
Tune: "Lennox," Lewis Edson
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