Tenderly watching, and keeping His own,
He will not leave you to wander alone.
There also are pathetic passages in her hymns that reflect the hope that some day the long night of blindness would be ended—in heaven.
Here let me wait with patience,
Wait till the night is o’er;
Wait till I see the morning
Break on the golden shore.
That is also the constant refrain heard in the exquisite hymn, “Some day the silver cord will break.”
And I shall see Him face to face,
And tell the story—Saved by grace.