Hidden Unveiling

A poem by Anna Louise Smit


A leper
In shame.


My sin
The sores and wounds
Fester, hidden within.


My hardening heart
All pain denies
I see the law before me
And call myself unclean.


And so I turn
And lone.


My head
Bowed low.


A Peace upon me falls
A leper shamed
Her Glory meets.


Believing now
The Living Law: 
My weakness
Power meets.


My pain and sorrow

I now bring

For, now I know

I’m hidden, safe in Christ.


 The veil

My hiding place

My salvation

And my shield.


In pain and shame

Your Promise

Ever lifts my old

To now unveil my new.


Yes, to live

Is Christ 

And to die 

Is gain.

The voice spoke to him a second time, “Do not call anything impure that God has made clean.”
Acts 10:15 (NIV)


Therefore do not be ashamed of the testimony about our Lord, nor of me his prisoner, but share in suffering for the gospel by the power of God,

2 Timothy 1:8 (ESV)


And the priest shall look, and if the eruption has spread in the skin, then the priest shall pronounce him unclean; it is a leprous disease.
Leviticus 13: 8 (ESV)


A man with leprosy came and knelt before him and said, “Lord, if you are willing, you can make me clean.”
Matthew 8: 2 (NIV)


Jesus reached out his hand and touched the man. “I am willing,” he said. “Be clean!” Immediately he was cleansed of his leprosy.
Matthew 8: 3 (NIV)


He put a new song in my mouth,
a song of praise to our God.
Many will see and fear,
and put their trust in the Lord.
Blessed is the man who makes
the Lord his trust,
who does not turn to the proud,
to those who go astray after a lie!

Psalm 40:3-4


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