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

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

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

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

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

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

I not I was could see Lord, blind;