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

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

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

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

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

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

I was I blind; Lord, could see not