Where the sprinkling of the blood is,

There the ointment doth remain;

Man in touch with God thus bringing,

These the fellowship maintain.

Blood, the emblem of redemption,

Cleansing all the sins away;

Ointment, symbol of the Spirit,

Bringing God to man for aye.

Blood doth speak of what God worketh,

Ointment, what He is for us;

By His work and by His person

God Himself is blent with us.

By the blood of Christ's redemption

We are cleansed from all alloy;

By th' anointing of the Spirit

God Himself we may enjoy.

By the cleansing and anointing

We with God are kept in one;

By the blood and by the ointment

God, our portion full, is won.

We in faith must claim the cleansing

When we need the precious blood,

Ever to obey th' anointing,

Thus to live and walk with God.

God as light we'll then be knowing,

God experience as love,

And in God as life e'er growing,

God as power we will prove.