And they sing as they march thro' the streets of pure gold,
6 There's a part in that chorus for you and for me,
And the theme of our praises forever will be.
253 Bartimeus. 8s & 7s.
(522) From Darkness to Light.
Lord! I know thy grace is nigh me,
Thee thyself I cannot see;
Jesus, Master! pass not by me;
Son of David! pity me.
2 While I sit in weary blindness,