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Not merely in the words you say,
Not only in your deeds confessed,
But in the most unconscious way, is Christ expressed.
Is it a beatific smile,
A holy light upon your brow,
Oh no, I felt his presence when you laughed just now.
To me it was not the truth you taught,
To you so clear, to me still dim,
But when you came, you brought a sense of him.
And from your eyes he beckons me,
And from your heart his love is shed,
Till I lose sight of you and see the Christ instead.
Not only in your deeds confessed,
But in the most unconscious way, is Christ expressed.
Is it a beatific smile,
A holy light upon your brow,
Oh no, I felt his presence when you laughed just now.
To me it was not the truth you taught,
To you so clear, to me still dim,
But when you came, you brought a sense of him.
And from your eyes he beckons me,
And from your heart his love is shed,
Till I lose sight of you and see the Christ instead.