This Incense I Offer

This incense I offer is set upon the fire to send my worship up to You
To praise You for all that you are and all You say and do
You are my God and my King the Holy One of Israel
I feel the presence of Your Spirit it is here I want to dwell

This Incense I offer up is for Your people far and near
So that they will know You well, Your Holy Name to fear
For I know that my Messiah intercedes on my behalf
There now is no need for the goat the sheep or calf

This Incense I offer up to be a golden sensor of prayer
To come into this Holy Place to give You every need and care
I want my life to be an aroma that all may know is from You
I want to pray what You would pray and do as You would do

This Incense I offer up may it be a sweet fragrance to Your throne
May I be saturated with the smell of Your prayer alone
May yokes be broken and burdens lifted in the outer court
As the censor of prayer goes by healing every kind and sort
May the sweet fragrance of You draw them to the Holy Place
May they come and commune with You and send their own
Aroma up before God’s face.


By Piper Green
©2003