THE BLIND BOY aka THE BLIND BOY'S PRAYER
Recorded by: HANK SNOW

Dear mother said a poor blind boy
That little bird sings very long
And do you see him in his joy
And is he as pretty as his song?

The mother looked and then replied
I see that bird on yonder tree
The poor boy smiled and fondly said
Mother I wish that I could see.

Yet I, a fragant flower, can smell
And I can feel the green leaves' shade
And I can hear the notes that dwell
From those dear birds that God has made.

So mother, God to me, is kind
Though sight, alas, He has not given
But tell me is there any blind
Among the children up in heaven?

RECITATION:
Blind? oh no my friend, I'm not blind
My eyes may be closed, but I don't mind
For I see things far beyond your sight
'Cause God gave me a sense to guide me all right
You don't understand how happy I can be
Friend life's not made up alone
Of what our eyes can see
Why, you can see mountains and rivers and trees
You can find beauty in the flowers
And the birds and the bees
Why, I find a beauty that you'll never know
The kind that comes from away inside
The kind that comforts so
I've learned to think of everything
As beautiful and bright
'Cause God gave me that in a sense
To take the place of light.

Oh my darlin' they all see
But why ask me of things so odd
Why mother, God's so good to me
I thought I'd like to look at God.

Will be so nice when I can see
But mother when you get up there
Please tell me mother, that it's you
Because I never saw you here.

He said no more, but only smiled
Until the final blow was given
And gone to God, that poor blind boy
And opened first his eyes in heaven.

SOURCE:
HANK SNOW-THE SINGING RANGER
VOL. 2, CD-1