The veil of the temple was rent in the midst. Luke 23:45
Words: Friedrich G. Klopstock, Geistliche Lieder (Copenhagen: 1769), page 88 (Zeige dich uns ohne Hülle). Translated from German to English by Jane L. Borthwick, Hymns from the Land of Luther, third series, 1858, page 47.
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Lord, remove the veil away,
Let us see Thyself today:
Thou who camest from on high,
For our sins to bleed and die,
Help us now to cast aside
All that would our hearts divide;
With the Father and the Son,
Let Thy living Church be one.
Oh, from earthly cares set free,
Let us find our rest in Thee;
May our toils and conflicts cease
In the calm of Sabbath peace;
That Thy people here below
Something of the bliss may know,
Something of the rest and love,
In the Sabbath-home above.
Give our souls the spotless dress
Of Thy perfect righteousness;
So at length each welcome guest
Then shall enter to the feast,
Take the harp and raise the song,
All Thy ransomed ones among;
Earthly cares and sorrows o’er,
Joys to last forevermore.