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

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

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

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

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

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

I Lord, could see was not I blind;