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Hast thou heard Him, seen Him, know
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| 1. | Hast thou heard Him, seen Him, know |
| | Him? |
| | Is not thine a captured heart? |
| | Chief among ten thousand own Him; |
| | Joyful choose the better part. |
| | Captivated by His beauty, |
| | Worthy tribute haste to bring; |
| | Let His peerless worth constrain thee, |
| | Crown Him now unrivaled King. |
| 2. | Idols once they won thee, charmed thee, |
| | Lovely things of time and sense; |
| | Gilded thus does sin disarm thee, |
| | Honeyed lest thou turn thee thence. |
| 3. | 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. |
| 4. | Not the crushing of those idols, |
| | With its bitter void and smart; |
| | But the beaming of His beauty, |
| | The unveiling of His heart. |
| 5. | Who extinguishes their taper |
| | Till they hail the rising sun? |
| | Who discards the garb of winter |
| | Till the summer has begun? |
| 6. | 'Tis that look that melted Peter, |
| | 'Tis that face that Stephen saw, |
| | 'Tis that heart that wept with Mary, |
| | Can alone from idols draw: |
| 7. | 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? |