That same mighty peace that raised Christ from the grave,
That same grace is pow’r freely giv’n to the saved.
Why, timid, are we, and why not enter in?
Why, shackled, are we by our sickness and sin?
Rise up, oh you saints, you who seek for the Lord.
Rise up in His pow’r. Victory evermore!
Rise up in His might. Be His arm in the land.
Rise up, and take hold of His Kingdom that’s at hand.
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