Peerless Worth

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"What have I to do any more with idols? I have heard Him and observed Him." (Hos. 14:8)
Hast thou seen Him, heard Him, known Him?
Is not thine a captured heart?
"Chief among ten thousand " own Him,
Joyful choose the better part.
Idols, once they won thee, charmed thee,
Lovely things of time and sense?
Gilded, thus does sin disarm thee,
Honey'd, lest they turn thee hence.
What has stript the seeming beauty
From the idols of the earth?
Not the sight of right or duty,
But the sight of peerless worth.
Not the crushing of those idols,
With its bitter void and smart,
But the beaming of His beauty,
The unveiling of His heart.
Who extinguishes their taper,
Till they hail the rising sun?
Who discards the robe of winter,
Till the summer has begun?
'Tis that look that melted Peter,
'Tis that face that Stephen saw,
'Tis that 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?