People of God, enter into rest
People of God, know that you are blessed
The grace of our Maker, has brought us salvation
We have a high priest who makes propitiation
Don't be made stone by the wiles of sin
Encourage each other, strive to be like Him
His word is living, the sharpest incision
It pierces the soul with perfect precision
We draw near with no fear before Him
With boldness we seek His face
There's mercy, forgiveness and comfort
Draw near to His throne of grace
Nothing can hide, everything is known
Exposed to His eyes, all our secrets shown
But the grace of our Maker, has brought us salvation
We have a high priest who makes propitiation
We draw near with no fear before Him
With boldness we seek His face
There's mercy, forgiveness and comfort
Draw near to His throne of grace
