The second temple

1 Oh, glorious in beauty
The temple rose of old,
Its pillars hung with purple,
Is portals crowned with gold.

Refrain:
Thou art Thyself that temple,
Oh Christ, our Savior, king,
Whom earthly shrine and glory
Were but foreshadowing.

2 But to the second temple
Came Christ, the temple’s king,
Whom sacrifice and altar
Were but foreshadowing. [Refrain]

3 Thou art the golden altar
Whereon our gifts are laid;
Thyself the bleeding victim,
By whom our sins are paid. [Refrain]

4 The veil by which we enter
The holiest shrine within;
The priest who stands in offer
A sacrifice for sin. [Refrain]

Source: The Cyber Hymnal #12532

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