Someday the silver
cord will break,
and I no more
as now shall sing;

but oh, the joy
when I shall wake
within the palace of the king!
And I shall see him
face to face, 

and tell the story—
saved by grace!


Take the world,
but give me Jesus;
In his cross my trust shall be,
Till, with clearer,
brighter vision
face to face
my Lord I see.


Oh, what a happy
soul I am, 

although I cannot see! 
I am resolved
that in this world
contented I will be. 
How many blessings
I enjoy t
hat other
people don't. 

To weep and sigh
because I'm blind 

I cannot, and I won't!

Fanny Crosby, Age 8