35. Rise, My Soul! Behold, 'Tis Jesus

8,7.
by J.D. Smith
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Rise, my soul! behold, ’tis Jesus,
 
Jesus fills thy wondering eyes;
 
See Him now in glory seated,
 
Where thy sins no more can rise.
“But we see Jesus, who was made a little lower than the angels for the suffering of death, crowned with glory and honor; that he by the grace of God should taste death for every man.” (Hebrews 2:9)
“Who being the brightness of his glory, and the express image of his person, and upholding all things by the word of his power, when he had by himself purged our sins, sat down on the right hand of the Majesty on high.” (Hebrews 1:3)
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There in righteousness transcendent,
 
Lo! He doth in heaven appear,
 
Shows the blood of His atonement
 
As thy title to be there.
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All thy sins were laid upon Him,
 
Jesus bore them on the tree;
 
God, who knew them, laid them on Him,
 
And, believing, thou art free.
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God now brings thee to His dwelling,
 
Spreads for thee His feast divine,
 
Bids thee welcome, ever telling,
 
What a portion there is thine.
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Blessed, glorious word "forever" — 
 
Yea "forever" is the word;
 
Nothing can the ransomed sever,
 
Naught divide them from the Lord.
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