Salem’s king brought bread and wine,
And blessed the God who reigns above;
He blessed the pilgrim Abram there,
Who gave the tenth in awe and love.
King of righteousness and peace,
His line and ending left unshown;
He points us to the risen Son,
Who leads His ransomed people home.

When desert paths are long and dry,
When hands grow weak and knees give way,
The risen Priest who hears our cry
Leads us along the holy way.

Jesus, Priest forever,
At the Father’s right hand,
Jesus, Priest forever,
You are praying for us.
Strengthen weary hands,
Make our trembling knees stand firm;
Jesus, Priest forever,
We are not alone.

David heard the Lord declare,
A Priest for ever You shall be;
From Judah came the promised Son,
Whom death could never overcome.
Once for all, He gave Himself,
The holy Lamb, our sacrifice;
He rose in power from the grave
To bring us into risen life.

At the Father’s right hand raised,
He bears our names before the throne;
He lives to bring us near to God —
We do not walk this way alone.

Jesus, Priest forever,
At the Father’s right hand,
Jesus, Priest forever,
You are praying for us.
Strengthen weary hands,
Make our trembling knees stand firm;
Jesus, Priest forever,
We are not alone.

Creation groans for freedom’s dawn;
Your children wait in hope and prayer.
Your Spirit forms the Son in us,
And helps us when we cannot pray.
At water, oil, and table, Lord,
Your household shares Your risen life;
You make us one — a royal priesthood,
Your radiant and holy Bride.

The wilderness will bloom and sing,
The ransomed shall return;
With everlasting joy we come,
And sorrow, sighing flee.

Jesus, Priest forever,
At the Father’s right hand,
Jesus, Priest forever,
You are praying for us.
Strengthen weary hands,
Make our trembling knees stand firm;
Jesus, Priest forever,
We are not alone.

Jesus, Priest forever.
We are not alone.
Jesus, Priest forever.