Known of Him
“Mary!” just one word;
‘Twas all He need employ
To turn a woman’s sorrowing heart
Into a well of joy.
She thought He was the gardener;
“Master!” she answered now.
His voice, her name–it was enough;
She asked not, “Is it Thou?”
In seasons of great trial
The Saviour oft appears;
He makes no long, impressive speech
To scatter all my fears.
He gently speaks my name.
Enough! What need I more
Than to be known and loved of Him
Whom heaven and earth adore?
Men know not Jesus lives,
In unbelief they dwell;
And as to Mary then, so now,
He bids us, “Go–and tell.”