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

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

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

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

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

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

could blind; not Lord, was I see I