Wiping the mud off my eyes.....

Jesus granting my sight...... Be Thou my Vision, O Lord of my heart;

Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art.

Thou my best Thought, by day or by night,

Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.

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Be Thou my Wisdom, and Thou my true Word;

I ever with Thee and Thou with me, Lord;

Thou my great Father, I Thy true son;

Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one.
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Riches I heed not, nor man’s empty praise,

Thou mine Inheritance, now and always:

Thou and Thou only, first in my heart,

High King of Heaven, my Treasure Thou art.
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High King of Heaven, my victory won,

May I reach Heaven’s joys,

O bright Heaven’s Sun!

Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,

Still be my Vision, O Ruler of all.
~Dallan Forgaill

The past days have been my worst, followed by my best.

God is good to restore a vision,

allowing a glimpse again of His grace.

Worshipping him, laying on my back in the grass to really see the blue sky,

preaching the gospel to myself,

and fellowship with fellow fighters;

all these graces to remind me:

I am trusting in a God who is trustworthy.