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.