John Henry Newman

(1801-1890)

Behind The Veil - Poem by John Henry Newman

BANISH'D the House of sacred rest,
Amid a thoughtless throng,
At length I heard its creed confess'd,
And knelt the saints among.

Artless his strain and unadorn'd,
Who spoke Christ's message there;
But what at home I might have scorn'd,
Now charm'd my famish'd ear.

Lord, grant me this abiding grace,
Thy Word and sons to know;
To pierce the veil on Moses' face,
Although his speech be slow.


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  • Rookie - 405 Points Bill Grace (7/12/2010 11:36:00 PM)

    If you know a little Bible it helps to appreciate this poem. Bill Grace (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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