Within the Holiest

Rev. i.5, 6

His priest am I, before Him day and night,

Within His Holy Place;

And death, and life, and all things dark and bright,

I spread before His Face.

Rejoicing with His joy, yet ever still,

For silence is my song

My work to bend beneath His blessed will,

All day, and all night long --

For ever holding with Him converse sweet,

Yet speechless, for my gladness is complete.