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

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

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

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

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

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

not was could Lord, I I see blind;