| 1 | Having seen the worlds fair beauty, |
| | | Lord, I would be blind once more, |
| | Lest I lose the loving Presence |
| | | And Delight I knew before. |
| Chorus |
| | | Having seen the worlds fair beauty, |
| | | Lord, I would be blind once more, |
| | | Lest I lose the loving Presence |
| | | And Delight I knew before. |
| 2 | Dawn and sunset, star and moonlight, |
| | | I can see in paradise, |
| | But while here on earth His mercy |
| | | For my blindness will suffice. |
| 3 | I no more would be delivered |
| | | From my thorn, but look for grace, |
| | While within the veil His glory |
| | | Shineth brightly on my face. |
| 4 | In the deep dark night, His beauty |
| | | I by faith, not sight, may trace; |
| | He was ridiculed and hated, |
| | | Yet I see His glorious face. |
| 5 | Sun and moonlight far surpassing, |
| | | Clouds and Milky Way oerspread, |
| | Is the glory all transcending |
| | | Shining from His thorn-crowned head. |