O God, I want to be like Moses,
Face-to-face, firstname, in Your very presence.
Face-to-face, firstname, in Your very presence.
But if I can't, then let me be like young Joshua,
Who couldn't leave the doorway of the tent
So long as You were inside.
Let me long for You
And seek Your face,
Knowing the veil has been
Permanently, irrevocably torn
And that those who seek You
Will surely find you
And those who draw near
Will find themselves
In Your sudden, startling glory.
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