“And thou shalt hang up the vail under the taches, that thou mayest bring in thither within the vail the ark of the testimony: and the vail shall divide unto you between the holy place and the most holy”. Exodus 26:33 KJV
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Pull me back,
Behind Your veil,
For I have ventured out,
Into the land of Giants,
Trying to forge the path,
I think You want me to walk.
Yet in this land is confusion,
Not born of You.
In this land is strife,
Not called by Your lips.
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Scourge the stubbornness from my soul,
Which says this is the way,
This must be the way.
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I know this is the wrong way, Lord,
For ‘round about mingle tormenting demons,
Cast from the souls of the dying lost.
Light and darkness may not dwell together.
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I humbly step back, Lord,
Behind Your veil.
Repenting of the thoughts,
That I could know Your will.
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Behind the veil is perfect peace.
Behind the veil is Grace.
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I’ll rest my mind and bathe my feet,
Until you open the door,
Preparing my journey.
Leaving no possible doubt
Of the path You have set.
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But let me rest,
Behind the veil,
Until You are sure,
I will stray no more.
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Linda J. Humes 