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Christ loved unseen.
1 Peter 1:8.
Jesus, these eyes have never seen
That radiant form of thine!
The vail of sense hangs dark between
Thy blesséd face and mine!
2 I see thee not, I hear thee not,
Yet art thou oft with me;
And earth hath ne’er so dear a spot,
As where I meet with thee.
3 Like some bright dream that comes unsought,
When slumbers o’er me roll,
Thine image ever fills my thought,
And charms my ravished soul.
4 Yet though I have not seen, and still
Must rest in faith alone;
I love thee, dearest Lord! and will,
Unseen, but not unknown.
5 When death these mortal eyes shall seal,
And still this throbbing heart,
The rending vail shall thee reveal,
All glorious as thou art!
Ray Palmer.