My eyes are closed, I cannot see.
Your holy words, a mystery.
They hold such beauty, deep and grand,
But I can't reach them with my hand.
My mind is small, it cannot know
The wonders that Your teachings show.
I need Your light, a gentle grace,
To see Your truth in this place.
Open my heart, and fill my soul,
Make me complete, and make me whole.
Let me behold, with opened sight,
The shining wonders of Your light.
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