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

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

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

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

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

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

could was I I not Lord, blind; see