I saw Thee by Ray Palmer. “When thou wast under the fig-tree, I saw thee.”—JOHN i. 48. Part 2 of 2. I saw the light that o’er thy face Stole with a soft, suffusing glow, As if, within, celestial grace Breathed the same bliss that angels know. I saw—what thou didst not—above Thy lowly head an open heaven; And tokens of thy Father’s love With smiles to thy rapt spirit given. I saw thee from that sacred spot With firm and peaceful soul depart; I, Jesus, saw thee,—doubt it not,— And read the secrets of thy heart!