Pure myrrh and cinnamon

Pure myrrh and cinnamon

Calamus and cassia—

These are Thy elements

Jesus my Lord!

In olive oil they’re blent

In wondrous measurement—

O what an ointment this

Anointing us!

Four-in-one mingled

Compounded Spirit

Sweet with Christ’s suffering death

Full of the fragrance

Of resurrection—

O what an ointment flows

In spirit

Lord!

Stacte and onycha

Galbanum and frankincense—

These are Thy elements

Jesus my Lord!

Stacte doth sons produce

Onycha from sin doth loose

Galbanum all death repels

In spirit

Lord.

Equal proportion

In resurrection;

Seasoned with salt are they.

Ground into powder fine

Consumed with fire divine—

O what an incense this

Jesus my Lord!

Ointment is Christ for us

Exceeding glorious!

Incense is Christ for God

Wholly for Him.

Ointment flows down to us

Christ is our portion thus;

Incense ascends to God

Fragrant to Him.

’Tis by th’ anointing

Christ we experience

And then the incense burn.

Christ in our prayer and praise—

O what a Christ we raise

From our experience

Precious to God.