To look at it from the outside the Tabernacle had neither form nor comeliness; it was just a heap covered with badgers’ skins. There was nothing whatever to make that structure highly esteemed of men. There was no architecture no coloring, no adornment, not even a single window to let in the light of the sun. Who could have conceived that that shapeless tent was God’s ordained and erected meeting place between Himself and His people, and that it contained the most precious treasures this world had ever seen? But so it was; the glory was all on the inside. Like the New Jerusalem that building had no need of the sun nor of the moon to shine in it, for the glory of the Lord did lighten it and the Lamb was the Light thereof.