26.12.2010, 15:09
APPREHENSION OF BLINDNESS.
When first upon mine eyes the darkness came,
I said, ' Will this dull film be always here,
To chide mine eyes with a perpetual fear ?
Or will the blind man's lot my spirit tame? '
Ah ! thankless heart, and words which bring me shame
To think of ; for a better time was near,
And wiser thoughts, which daily grow more dear,
With deep remorse for that unholy blame :
This web that falls and rises—Heaven be praised !
Thro' its dark meshes I can read Thy Word :
Dim holy hopes have dawn'd where sunshine blazed
Unheeded ; O sweet twilight undeplored !
O floating veil ! full gently dropt and raised
By the good hand of Jesus Christ my Lord.
When first upon mine eyes the darkness came,
I said, ' Will this dull film be always here,
To chide mine eyes with a perpetual fear ?
Or will the blind man's lot my spirit tame? '
Ah ! thankless heart, and words which bring me shame
To think of ; for a better time was near,
And wiser thoughts, which daily grow more dear,
With deep remorse for that unholy blame :
This web that falls and rises—Heaven be praised !
Thro' its dark meshes I can read Thy Word :
Dim holy hopes have dawn'd where sunshine blazed
Unheeded ; O sweet twilight undeplored !
O floating veil ! full gently dropt and raised
By the good hand of Jesus Christ my Lord.