To The Holy Of Holies Poem by Charles Karia

In spirit and truth we must worship,
Not in the unstable ways of the flesh,
Hearing his his voice we always must,
To operate trully after his own heart.

Behold keenly the wilderness tabernacle,
With specifics Moses got from heaven,
Which was but a shadow and a demo,
A road map of new covenant realities.

First offer pure sacrifice of thanksgiving
Repent sins old and new till absolutly free.
Eat in silence the shew bread of the word,
Then worship in his glorious presence.

After offering incence of prayer and petition,
You are free plead the blood of his son
Then in quiet expectation be still and know,
The secrets from the Mosthigh's throne room