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Hidden, holy, behind the veil

I dare not tread in the most holy place

For only once a year, the high priest may enter

Who am I, but a man of unclean lips

There stands a wall through which none enter

Except by the blood of sacrifice

Our God is a consuming fire

Any strange flame we offer will turn and consume

None pass through the wall to the Holy One

Out of the belly of Sheol I cry

You cast me into the deep, the heart of the seas

Under deep darkness

I am driven out of your sight

Now I descend to the roots of the mountains

The walls are closing in, yet I shall look to Your temple

Your presence, though hidden

Brings life to those who bless Your Name

I shall set my face to the wall, the veil, the most holy place

To be cut off from You

Is to be cut off from life itself

O Lord, show mercy to those behind this wall of darkness

O Lord, I desire to see Your face

When you dwell with us beyond the wall

I believe You shall tear it down

That You shall rise forth in Your glory

Set foot in this dark domain

So that I may gaze upon You and live

I believe