In every soul an altar stands There on dwells all in the heart of man Oh consuming fire lay waste the dross Upon this table purge us Though the sacrifice we'll fear Forsake us not Lord draw us near For we never fail to find you here In our reasonable service Now the least that we can do Is the least that you require Living sacrifices on The sacrificial fire Cleanse these earthen vessels Lord Of every false desire And when we fail the do the least Help us in our unbelief And in the measure of our faith Let our minds keep on renewing Not conforming to this world Until this worlds undoing And by your tender mercies Lord Your perfect will pursuing We become an offering Made holy through your suffering In the servitude of love Drifts a fragrant scent well pleasing As the strength of grace compels us on To a worship without ceasing To count as loss all we hold dear Is Christ in us increasing And through the fire gold will remain To live is Christ to die is gain