(The antidote to idolatry...)
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.
Idols oft they win thee, charm thee
Lovely things of time and sense;
Gilded thus does sin disarm thee,
Honeyed lest thou turn thee hence.
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 [pain],
But the beaming of His beauty
The unveiling of His heart.
Who extinguishes their taper [candle]
Till they hail the rising sun?
Who discards the garb of winter
Till the summer hath begun?
‘Tis the look that melted Peter,
‘Tis the face that Stephen saw;
‘Tis the 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?
Chorus: Captivated by His beauty
Worthy tribute haste to bring;
Let His peerless worth constrain thee,
Crown Him now unrivaled King!
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-Miss Ora Rowan (1834-1879)
4 comments:
I really appreciated your sharing this last night. I went back to read it to gain a fuller understanding.
Was this author unknown or is there a known author?
Unfortunately, I don't know the author...if anyone who reads this does, please let me know!
Doug
I tracked down the author of this hymn lyric: Miss Ora Rowan (1834-1879.
http://www.hymnal.net/hymn.php/nt/437
-- Doug
Thanks for tracking down that info.
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