...thru the Glass dimly
...thru the Glass dimly
In shadows do we see this life
dim and sometimes blind
to what stands right in front of us
we pass and never find
why is it so we see not clear
tis sin that awful curse
but to the Word dear one hold fast
to every blessed verse
a balm it is for wounded hearts
and life’s tormented years
that is indeed before our eyes
drink in and wipe your tears