That day may be to-morrow—
O that’s the land for me.
A. Crithfield.
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Whereas I was blind, now I see.
John. 9:25.
O Saviour whose mercy, severe in its kindness,
Hath chastened my wanderings and guided my way,
Adored be the power that hath pitied my blindness,
And weaned me from phantoms that smiled to betray.