LYRICS
| Meter: | 7 7 7 7 8 7 8 7
| Writer(s): | Samuel Frederick Coffman
| Transl/Adapt: |
| Dates: | 1901
| Bible Refs: | Ex 31:11
| Hymnal - A Worship Book
| 1992
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MUSIC
| Name: | HOLY PLACE
| | Meter: | 7 7 7 7 8 7 8 7
| Writer(s): | John David Brunk
| Dates: | 1911
|  | | 1. In Thy holy place we bow,
Perfumes sweet to heaven rise,
While our golden censers glow
With the fire of sacrifice.
Saints low bending, prayers ascending,
Holy lips and hands implore;
Faith believing and receiving
Grace from Him Whom we adore.
2. Holy light doth fill this place,
Spirit light our way to guide;
In the presence of Thy face
Sin and darkness ne’er can hide.
Heaven’s gleaming, fullness streaming,
Life and truth for man is found;
Light pervading, never fading,
Lighting all the world around.
3. On Thy holy bread we feed,
Hunger nevermore to know;
Thou suppliest all our need;
Father, whither shall we go?
Ne’er forsaking, here partaking
Bread our souls to satisfy;
Here abiding and confiding,
We shall never want nor die.
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