Ps. cxxii. 7-9

God in his temple let us meet:
Low on our knees before Him bend,
Here hath He fix'd his Mercy-seat,
Here on his worship we attend.

Arise into thy resting-place,
Thou, and thine ark of strength, O Lord!
Shine through the veil, we seek Thy face;
Speak, for we hearken to Thy word.

With righteousness Thy priests array;
Joyful Thy chosen people be;
Let those who teach, and hear, and pray,
Let all be Holiness to Thee!