1 The veil is rent and opened is
A new and living way;
With boldness thru the precious blood,
We come to Thee to pray.
2 By Thy redemption we may come
Into the holiest place;
Thy Spirit now anointing us,
We touch the throne of grace.
3 In spirit only we would pray,
Ourselves by Thee possessed,
That from our spirit Christ the Lord
As incense be expressed.
4 Thy grace and mercy as a stream
From out the throne does flow,
Refreshing in the hour of need —
How rich, how sweet to know!
5 Though for our needs we do not ask
But by Thy Spirit pray,
Our every need is known to Thee,
We're in Thy care alway.
6 Though griefs and trials on us press,
We will not anxious be,
But all our care upon Thee cast
And set our spirit free.
7 O may I concentrated be
In fellowship with Thee,
My prayer and incense offering,
Thy Spirit leading me.