Lord, I Was Blind

Lord

I was blind: I could not see

In Thy marred vis­age any grace;

But now the beau­ty of Thy face

In ra­di­ant vi­sion dawns on me.

Lord

I was deaf: I could not hear

The thrill­ing mu­sic of Thy voice;

But now I hear Thee and re­joice

And all Thine ut­tered words are dear.

Lord

I was dumb: I could not speak

The grace and glo­ry of Thy name;

But now

as touched with liv­ing flame

My lips Thine ea­ger prais­es wake.

Lord

I was dead: I could not stir

My life­less soul to come to Thee;

But now

since Thou hast quick­ened me

I rise from sin’s dark se­pul­cher.

Lord

Thou hast made the blind to see

The deaf to hear

the dumb to speak

The dead to live; and lo

I break

The chains of my cap­tiv­ity.