In The Holiest

The veil is rent and opened is
A new and living way;
With boldness thru the precious blood,
We come to Thee to pray.

By Thy redemption we may come
Into the holiest place;
Thy Spirit now anointing us,
We touch the throne of grace.

In spirit only we would pray,
Ourselves by Thee possessed,
That from our spirit Christ the Lord
As incense be expressed.

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!

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.

Though griefs and trials on us press,
We will not anxious be,
But all our care upon Thee cast
And set our spirit free.

O may I concentrated be
In fellowship with Thee,
My prayer and incense offering,
Thy Spirit leading me.