Music by Thomas B. Southgate, words by Elizabeth Dark
Through Your precious body broken
Inside the veil;
Oh, what words to sinners spoken
Inside the veil!
Precious as the blood that bought us,
Perfect as the love that sought us,
Holy as the Lamb that brought us
Inside the veil!
When we see Your love unshaken
Outside the camp;
Scorned by man, by God forsaken,
Outside the camp;
Your loved cross alone can charm us,
Shame need now no more alarm us,
Glad we follow, nothing harms us
Outside the camp.
Lamb of God, through You we enter
Inside the veil;
Cleansed by You, we boldly venture
Inside the veil;
Not a stain; a new creation;
Ours is such a full salvation;
Low we bow in adoration
Inside the veil.
Unto You, the homeless Stranger
Outside the camp,
We go forward, fear no danger
Outside the camp.
Your reproach, far richer treasure
Than all Egypt's boasted pleasure;
Drawn by love that knows no measure,
Outside the camp.
Soon Your saints shall all be gathered
Inside the veil;
All at home, no more be scattered,
Inside the veil.
Naught from You our hearts shall sever;
We shall see You, grieve You never;
"Praise the Lamb!" shall sound forever
Inside the veil!