Verse 1
Entred the holy place above,
Cover’d with meritorious scars,
The tokens of his dying love
Our great high-priest in glory bears,
He pleads his passion on the tree,
He shews himself to God for me.
Verse 2
Before the throne my Saviour stands,
My friend and Advocate appears;
My name is graven on his hands,
And him the Father always hears;
While low at Jesu’s cross I bow,
He hears the blood of sprinkling now!
Verse 3
This instant now I may receive
The answer of his powerful prayer:
This instant now by him I live,
His prevalence with God declare:
And soon my spirit in his hands
Shall stand, where my forerunner stands!