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

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

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

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

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

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

Lord, see was I blind; could not I