There is no temple anymore,
There is no altar sacrifice,
The priests unneeded, unrestored,
For this was all fulfilled in Christ.
Yet there is relevance to us,
Our body, temple of our God,
Ourselves the priesthood of Jesus,
And He the altar of His blood.
Then we the altar-tenders keep,
In holiness the Name of Peace.
Our robes through Christ of sins are bleached,
To do our duties as His priests.
The fire – symbol of the Lord –
As faithful virgins must keep lit.
So stay alert and preach His word,
The Spirit’s fire do not quench.
For God makes holy with His touch,
And at His presence filth has fled.
So we, made holy priests, as such,
Through all the world His light must spread.