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

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

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

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

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

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

Lord, I I see was not blind; could