1 Lord, I was blind: I could not see
In your marred visage any grace;
But now the beauty of thy face
In radiant vision dawns on me.
2 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.
3 Lord, I was mute: I could not speak
The grace and glory of thy Name;
But now, as touched with living flame,
My lips thine eager praises wake.
4 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.
5 Lord, thoui hast made the bind to see,
The deaf to hear, the dumb to speak,
The dead to live; and lo, I break
The chains of my captivity!