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APPEAL OF THE BLIND.
TO BE SUNG AT AN EXHIBITION OF BLIND BOYS.
Ye see the glorious sun
The varied landscape light,
The moon, with all her starry train,
Illume the arch of night,
Bright tree, and bird, and flower
That deck your joyous way,
The face of kindred, and of friend,
More fair, more dear than they.
The varied landscape light,
The moon, with all her starry train,
Illume the arch of night,
Bright tree, and bird, and flower
That deck your joyous way,
The face of kindred, and of friend,
More fair, more dear than they.
For us there glows no sun,
No green and flowery lawn.
Our rayless darkness hath no moon,
Our midnight knows no dawn;
The parent's pitying eye,
To all our sorrows true,
The brother's brow, the sister's smile,
Have never met our view.
No green and flowery lawn.
Our rayless darkness hath no moon,
Our midnight knows no dawn;
The parent's pitying eye,
To all our sorrows true,
The brother's brow, the sister's smile,
Have never met our view.
We have a lamp within,
That knowledge fain would light,
And pure Religion's radiance touch
With beams forever bright;
Say, shall it rise to share
Such radiance full and free?
And will ye keep a Saviour's charge,
And cause the blind to see?
That knowledge fain would light,
And pure Religion's radiance touch
With beams forever bright;
Say, shall it rise to share
Such radiance full and free?
And will ye keep a Saviour's charge,
And cause the blind to see?
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