1  The priest's position holy is;

    He sacrifices e'er to God,

    Beholds His beauty, incense burns

       Of prayer before the Lord.

 2  No natural light, but just the lamp

    Within the holy place gives sight;

    Whene'er the priest the incense burns,

       The lamp he too must light.

 3  The grace of God let us extol

    And stir our heart sweet praise to sing;

    For priests not only light the lamp,

       But constant praises bring.

 4  I'll offer prayers as incense burns,

    Christ's resurrection bring therein,

    God's wish thus meet, His heart give joy,

       And I'll rejoice with Him.

 5  I'll read His Word, His light receive,

    E'en as the lamp before Him lit,

    His holy light illum'ning me

       To others I'll transmit.

 6  Unto the Lord His praise I'll sing

    As holy priests their songs did raise;

    O may my heart be filled with Him

       His love and grace to praise.

 7  I'll offer Christ to God in prayer,

    I'll read the Word, His light to know,

    For all His grace I'll sing His praise,

       The Spirit then may flow.