How they must have wondered while they feasted to see the order in which he placed them, and the favour shown to Benjamin. How plainly everything said, “I am. Joseph” yet they perceived him not; and just so, despite all the loving deeds of Jesus, none ever discover him till he reveals himself by his Spirit.
Speak to us, Lord, thyself reveal,
While here on earth we rove;
Speak to our hearts and let us feel
The kindlings of thy love.
With thee conversing, we forget
All time, and toil, and care;
Labour is rest, and pain is sweet,
If thou, our God, art there.