The Unveiling

By T.Benavente

The woman without a face 
Sobbing and crying out to be free 


The woman without a face 
Who is she? 
That you will move one with compassion 


The woman without a face 
Unknown 
Yet known by you 

The woman without a face 
You let her be known 
You let her name be known 

The woman without a face 
Weeps no longer with despair 
Her tears flow with joy 


The woman without a face 
Is Known 
Her tears of despair and joy are collected 
Her tears are wiped away 
As the veil is removed 
For everyone to see her face 


The woman is with a face 
She's beautiful 
She smiles 
She's freed by your love 

The woman with a face 
Wonderfully and fearfully made by you 
Her name is known 
Because you called her your beloved child 
Her name is known 
Because she is more precious than rubies 
Her name is known 
Because she is yours