Within the Holiest

Gerhard Tersteegen, the 18th Century German pietist and poet captures the essence of ministry, I think, with his brief poem, "Within the Holiest"

His priest am I, before Him day and night,
Within His Holy Place;
And death, and life, and all things dark and bright,
I spread before His Face.
Rejoicing with His joy, yet ever still,
For silence is my song
My work to bend beneath His blessed will,
All day, and all night long—
For ever holding with Him converse sweet,
Yet speechless, for my gladness is complete

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