The sanctity of priests defined,
No trifling with grace we own,
A nationhood of priests aligned,
To all the world His glory shown.
Commanded then to separate,
The holy from the vile,
Presuming not upon His grace,
But humbly reconciled.
Remember God is in the saints,
His special presence in our hearts.
The keep yourselves from worldly taints,
And in His church always take part.
Consuming what is holy then,
And taking it with in our mouths.
To purge your mind of thoughts of sin,
The toxic weight that drags you down.
Let everything you eat or see,
Or read, or say, or think, or play,
But drive you to God’s sanctity,
To serve Him better day by day.
For holiness from God descends,
And given by Him graciously.
Springs from relationship with Him,
Both guarded fierce and given free.
Oh, let this sanctity we’re given,
Show all the world our Holy Lord,
Who granted sinners be forgiven,
The filthy to His house restored.
Seek to be at peace,
Without and from within,
Sanctity to seek,
And holiness from sin.
Peace breeds unity,
Without it bitterness.
Root dissension breeds,
The Gospel we’re confessing.
The penitent have blessing.
In trials, anxious and distressed,
Though painful in the time,
The trials in the mind and flesh,
For purity designed,
With grief and sorrow full possessed,
Yet joy is called to mind.
Though persecuted or alone,
In poverty or thirst,
In unexpected troubles blown,
Yet count it joy from first,
Rejoicing then for sorrow sown,
For patience it will birth.
The fire buns away the dross,
And kindles stronger faith,
Then happy in our greatest loss,
For we gain when we wait,
And patience brings its perfect gloss,
In pain we celebrate.
Oh, Lord, then bring us back to Thee,
For Thou designed this pain,
And bring me to Thy purity,
Thy presence then to gain,
The catalyst of sanctity,
Thy grace will yet remain.