297. Christ Could Not Be Hid, for the Sinner Would Haste

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Christ could not be hid, for the sinner would haste
 
Behind Him to weep at the Pharisee’s feast;
 
To wipe with her hair, when she’d washed with her tears,
 
His feet, who had blest her and silenced her fears.
 
Could not be hid, no, could not be hid;
 
Then trust in that Savior who could not be hid.
2
Christ could not be hid, for the blind and the lame
 
His love and His power would together proclaim;
 
The dumb would speak out, and the deaf would recall
 
The name of that Jesus who healèd them all.
3
Christ could not be hid, for around Him would press
 
The children of sorrow, of pain, and distress;
 
And faith, by the hem of His garment, would prove
 
What virtue there issued from Him who is love.
4
Christ could not be hid, for the widow of Nain
 
Would point to her son, now restored her again — 
 
Would say ’twas His love, His compassion and grace,
 
Gave back that lost son to a mother’s embrace.
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Christ could not be hid, for hark! hark to that shout — 
 
"Hosanna, hosanna!" the children cry out;
 
For us, oh, how blessed! though some would forbid
 
To tell of the Savior who could not be hid.