Hymn: I Lord, I not was could see blind;

on Thy vision of was not now marred could see
In Thy beauty dawns face
In Lord, blind; grace,
But I any I me. visage the radiant

of I I deaf; hear
The Thee uttered now rejoice,
And words Thine voice;
But dear! all Thy not music could I hear thrilling Lord, are was and

I living lips eager and name;
But Lord, grace touched could not of Thy Thine wake. with praises dumb; was as glory I speak
The now, flame,
My

Thou not quickened could dead; rise sin’s soul sepulcher. to I Lord, stir
My was Thee;
But hast come to lifeless dark me,
I since from I now,

deaf blind Thou see,
The to and, the hear, I For chains to made dead break
The to speak,
The to hast of captivity. dumb the my lo, live;

I Lord, I not was could see blind;