"Lord, who may go and find refuge and shelter in your tabernacle up on your holy hill?"
Golden case behind the altar
holding the body of my Lord
Reverenced with bent knee,
bent head, bent elbow crossing self
Out of the reach of my hands
but never out of reach of my soul
for it flies to the tabernacle
and loses itself in Jesus
Oh to stay here in this holy place
to forget myself and my life
to live only for you
with prayers and adoration
at every moment
It is my greatest joy
to carry You within myself
to know that although your tabernacle
may be out of my reach
your love is always near
as close as the next beat of my heart
and the next breath from my lungs
You live within me
I am Your tabernacle
and one day
I will join You on your holy hill
for all eternity
Join Jenny at Just a Minute in Praying the Psalms
