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.