William Perry - Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears - текст песни (слова)

Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears,
 And gird the gospel armour on:
 March to the gates of endless joy,
 Where thy great Captain Saviour's gone. 
 
 Hell and thy sins resist thy course,
 But hell and sin are vanquished foes:
 Thy Jesus nailed them to the cross.
 And sung the triumph when he rose.
 
 Then let my soul march boldly on,
 Press forward to the heav'nly gate;
 There peace and joy eternal reign,
 And glitt'ring robes for conqu'rors wait,
 
 There shall I wear a starry crown,
 And triumph in almighty grace;
 While all the armies of the skies
 Join in my glorious Leader's praise,