Anonymous British

Blessed Are They That Have Not Seen, And Yet Have Believed

We saw Thee not, when Thou didst tread, O Saviour, this our sinful earth; Nor heard Thy voice restore the dead, And waken them to second birth; Yet we believe that Thou didst come, And quit for us Thy glorious home. We were not with the faithful few, Who stood Thy bitter cross around; Nor heard Thy prayer for those who slew, Nor felt that earthquake rock the ground. We saw no spear-wound pierce Thy side; But we believe that Thou hast died. No angel's message met our ear, On that first glorious Easter-day; "The Lord is risen. He is not here; "Come see the place where Jesus lay. " But we believe, that Thou didst quell The banded powers of death and hell. We saw Thee not return on high; And now, our longing sight to bless, No ray of glory from the sky Shines down upon our wilderness; But we believe, that Thou art there, And seek Thee, Lord, in praise and prayer.