HAST thou heard Him, seen Him, known Him

HAST thou heard Him, seen Him, known Him,

Is not thine a captured heart ?
Chief among ten thousand own Him,

Joyful choose the better part.

What has stripped the seeming beauty

From the idols of the earth ?
Not a sense of right or duty,

But the sight of peerless worth.

Not the crushing of those idols,

With its bitter void and smart ;
But the beaming of His beauty,

The unveiling of His heart !

'Tis that look that melted Peter,

"Tis that face that Stephen saw,
'Tis that heart that wept with Mary

Can alone from idols draw.

Draw and win and fill completely,

Till the cup o'erflow the brim ;
What have we to do with idols

Who have companied with Him ?