 Put me in the secret place of your tabernacle. Hide me and save me. Lord, hide me from all this foolishness. Put me in a place where you like cover me. Pour the sheet over me and perform surgery on the inside and work on the deep places in my life and let me come out. And when I come out, let my enemies be scratching their head wondering how I got what I got. Can I tell you something? Some flashbacks will free you up.