Hymn 2:26 [Lord, We Are Blind, We Mortals Blind]

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Title:     Hymn 2:26 [Lord, We Are Blind, We Mortals Blind]
Author: Isaac Watts [More Titles by Watts]

God invisible.

Lord, we are blind, we mortals blind,
We can't behold thy bright abode;
O 'tis beyond a creature-mind
To glance a thought half-way to God.

Infinite leagues beyond the sky
The great Eternal reigns alone,
Where neither wings nor soul can fly,
Nor angels climb the topless throne.

The Lord of glory builds his seat
Of gems insufferably bright,
And lays beneath his sacred feet
Substantial beams of gloomy night.

Yet, glorious Lord, thy gracious eyes
Look thro', and cheer us from above;
Beyond our praise thy grandeur flies,
Yet we adore, and yet we love.

[The end]
Isaac Watts's poem: Hymn 2:26 [Lord, We Are Blind, We Mortals Blind]

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