Can ye fathom the ocean, dark and deep, where the mighty waves and the grandeur sweep? |
Chords that were broken will vibrate once more. |
Oh, what a happy child I am, although I cannot see! I am resolved that in this world, contented I will be! |
The angel of mercy, the child of love, together had flown to the realms above. |
This is my story, this is my Song,/ Praising my Savior, all the day long. |
When I get to heaven, the first face that shall ever gladden my sight will be that of my Savior. |