Jer. 33:18; Rev. 1.6.
THE race of God's anointed priests shall
never pass away;
Before His glorious Face they stand, and
serve Him night and day.
Though reason raves, and unbelief flows on,
a mighty flood,
There are, and shall be, till the end, the
hidden priests of God.
His chosen souls, their earthly dross
consumed in sacred fire,
To God's own heart their hearts ascend in f
lame of deep desire;
The incense of their worship fills His
Temple's holiest place;
Their song with wonder fills the Heavens, the
glad new song of grace.
G. T. S.