Sight through a glass, and face to face. I love the windows of thy grace, Through which my Lord is seen, And long to meet my Savior`s face Without a glass between. Oh that the happy hour were come To change my faith to sight! I shall behold my Lord at home In a diviner light. Haste, my Beloved, and remove These interposing days; Then shall my passions all be love, And all my powers be praise.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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