Long Sunk in Superstition’s Night

Long sunk in su­per­sti­tion’s night

By sin and Sa­tan driv­en

I saw not

cared not

for the light

That leads the blind to Heav­en.

I sat in dark­ness—rea­son’s eye

Was shut

was closed in me:

I hast­ened to eter­ni­ty

O’er er­ror’s dread­ful sea.

But now at length Thy grace

O Lord

Bids all around me shine:

I drink Thy sweet

Thy pre­cious word;

I kneel be­fore Thy shrine.

I’ve broke af­fect­ion’s ten­der­est ties

For my blest Sav­ior’s sake:

All

all I love be­neath the skies

Lord

I for Thee for­sake.