To save to the uttermost all who draw near ;
To send out His light, their redemption fulfilling,
While His wonderful love shall dispel every fear.
Arise ! . . arise ! . . Arise, for thy light is come.
Arise ! . . arise ! . . Arise, for thy light is come !'
The light ... of truth . . to lead . . . thee home ; . .
Arise ! oh, arise ! for thy light is come !
2 Sweet hope in the home of the
drunkard hath risen,
Where the darkness of sorrow too
long held its reign ;
He hath cast off his fetters, and burst
from his prison,
And the sunshine of joy fills his
heart once again.
3 Then banish the wine-cup, and seek
for a blessing
From Him in whose might you alone can prevail :
For they who will seek Him, their
weakness confessing,
Shall have strength to resist all the
foes who assail.