Riches and honors, what would they avail?
Health and long life? alas! such gifts would fail
To cast one beam of joy o’er the sad doom
Of him, condemned to live in endless gloom;
“Lord, that I might receive my sight,” he cried.
“Thy faith hath made thee whole,” Jesus replied.
Moment of blissful joy! resplendent light
Breaks through the dark, thick film of dreary night,
The sunbeams, sparkling on the clear blue stream,
The brightening sky, and summer’s vivid green,