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I've lost my sight now,
I can not see.
I've lost me hearing now,
I can not hear.

My world is in darkness,
I strain to see.
My world is now soundless,
I strain to hear.

I can't see,
I can't hear,
I've lost everything
I hold so dear.

I can no longer hear
The music that fills my life,
Or see the notes
That took away so much strife.

My world is na narkness,
Scilence fills the air around me.
I cry myself to sleep at night,
If only I could sing agian
The sweet music of life.

If only I could see agian
the beautiful colors that suround me.
I want to see.
I want to hear.

I miss my sight.
I miss seeing the world around me.
The green of the leaves,
The blues and pinks of the sky,
The beautifull face of my mother,
The smileing, chearfull face of my father.

I can no longer see
The smiles on my faimly's faces,
The tears in my friends eyes.
I miss my sight.

But most of all . . .

I miss my ears.
I miss the gentle song.
My mothers gentle voice,
My fathers happy laugh,
The mellow purr of my cat.

The sweet tune I once played
From my flute.
The tune that can never
Be played agian.

Beacuse there is no one like me.
No one can play
As I once could.
And no one ever will.

It's the music,
that I miss the most.
The song from the birds
That I once heard.
The songs that I sang,
The songs that I heard.

I strain my eyes to see,
If only to see a simple word.
I strain my ears to hear,
If only the song from a little bird.

But I won't fear,
I know the Lord is near.
He will help me through
This time of my life.
I know in the end
I will see the light.

The next face I see,
The next voice I hear,
Will be that of my Lord,
Jesus Christ, who is near.

His hand will guide me
Through this forever night.
His voice will comfort me
Through this soundless plight.

He has made these changes
In my life, I know now,
For a reason not seen yet,
Or maybe seen now.

I could spend
The rest of my life
Thinking in self pity,
Causing more strife.
OR I could spend it,
Each and every precious day,
Helping reach others,
Helping to pave the way,
For Christ to come into their hearts
And save their day.
Loseing My Sences
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