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

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

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

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

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

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

not I blind; I could Lord, was see