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 beautific smile,
A holy light upon your brow?
Ah no, I felt His Presence
When you laughed just now.
For me t’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.