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. |