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Text: | I cannot lift mine eyes |
Translator: | John Brownlie |
I cannot lift mine eyes,
For O, my sin is great,--
High as the hills that rise
Up, up to heaven's gate;--
I cannot lift mine eyes,
So great my sin, so great.
But I would smite my breast,
And bow me at the Cross;
And well He knows the rest,
My sense of shame, and loss;
Yea, I would smite my breast,
And bow me at His Cross.
Mayhap when I have told
The burden of my sin,
He'll make my spirit bold,
And speak, and soothe, and win;--
All this when I have told
The burden of my sin.
Then shall I lift mine eyes,
And see the sin removed,
And in the cloudless skies
Behold the Well-Beloved;--
Then shall I lift mine eyes,
And see my sin removed.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | I cannot lift mine eyes |
Title: | I cannot lift mine eyes |
Translator: | John Brownlie |
Meter: | 6,6,6,6,6,6 |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1920 |