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

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

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

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

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

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

Lord, I I could see not was blind;