That image-chamber foul

That image-chamber foul
Which met Ezekiel's eye,
Points out the breast of every soul,
Where lurking idols lie.

Yet ask for further light,
And turn to see thy woe,
And God will clear thy misty sight,
And deeper visions show.

As we the light can bear
To break upon our eyes,
Still deeper idols shall appear,
And more will after rise.

Thus pride is broken down,
And humbled in the dust,
We view our vileness, and must own
The Lord is all our trust.

May Jesus Christ disclose
The plagues within my heart;
And as my soul more humbled grows,
A brighter faith impart.