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

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

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

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

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

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

could I see Lord, was I not blind;