Through Thy precious body broken (Hymn 550)

Verse 1: Through Thy precious body broken— Inside the veil; Oh! what words to sinners spoken— Inside the veil. Precious as the blood that bought us; Perfect, as the love that sought us; Holy, as the Lamb that brought us— Inside the veil. Verse 2: When we see Thy love unshaken— Outside the camp. Scorned by man, by God forsaken— Outside the camp. Thy loved cross alone can charm us; Shame need now no more alarm us; Glad we follow, nought can harm us— Outside the camp. Verse 3: Lamb of God, through Thee we enter— Inside the veil. Cleansed by Thee, we boldly venture— Inside the veil. Not a stain; a new creation: Ours is such a full salvation; Low we bow in adoration— Inside the veil. Verse 4: Unto Thee, the homeless stranger— Outside the camp, Forth we hasten, fear no danger— Outside the camp. Thy reproach, far richer treasure Than all Egypt's boasted pleasure; Drawn by love that knows no measure— Outside the camp. Verse 5: Soon Thy saints shall all be gathered— Inside the veil. All with Thee—no more be scattered— Inside the veil. Nought from Thee, our hearts shall sever; We shall see Thee; grieve Thee never; "Praise the Lamb!" shall sound forever— Inside the veil.