Golden bowls of incense pure
Outpoured before God’s throne
Prayers of the saints that e’re endure
To make his glory known.
So let us lift up holy hands
To glorify his name
For the one in whom his presence stands
Boldly without blame
Christ forever intercedes
He forever intercedes
His very blood he pleads
And He ever intercedes.
Out great high priest has prophecied
Our reigning King has bled and died
So in Christ we are crucified
In His resurrection we abide.
Healed by His stripes and Christ’s alone
The curse is broken, we are blessed
And standing boldly before His throne
In confidence and peace we rest.
The righteous prayer he hears and heeds
For his good pleasure’s sake
For grace and mercy intercedes
And lives, our chains to break
So transform every one of us
Make us more than dying dust
Though die we will and die we must
In hope eternal now we trust
Christ forever intercedes
He forever intercedes
His very blood he pleads
And He ever intercedes.
Anthony Foster
August 7, 2010
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