58. Behind the Veil 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. At Sea. January 9, 1833.