Portrait

Clelland-Keaggy

Not only in the words you say
Not only in your deeds confessed
But in the most unconscious way
Is Christ expressed

Is a beatific smile?
A holy light upon your brow?
Oh no, I saw His presence when
You laughed just now

To me twas not the truth you taught
To you so clear to me so dim
But when you came to me
You brought a sense of Him

And from His light He beckons me
And from your lips His love is shed
Til I lose sight of you and see
The Christ instead

Is a beatific smile?
A holy light upon your brow?
Oh no, I saw His presence when
You laughed just now