Words and Music by Ira F. Stanphill
[Verse 1]
N.C.
He washed my eyes with tears
That I might see.
The broken heart I had
Was good for me.
N.C.
He tore it all apart
And looked inside.
He found it full of fear,
And foolish pride.
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He swept away the things
That made me blind.
And then I saw the clouds
Were silver lined.
N.C.
And now I understand
Twas best for me.
He washed my eyes with tears
That I might see.
[Verse 2]
N.C.
He washed my eyes with tears
That I might see
The glory of Himself
Revealed to me
N.C.
I did not know that He
Had wounded hands
I saw the blood He spilt
Upon the sand.
N.C.
I saw the marks of shame
And wept and cried
He was my Substitute
For me He died.
N.C.
And now I m glad He came
So tenderly
And washed my eyes with tears
that I might see.