我什么也看不见，我更好地明白--
透过信仰--我淡褐色的眼睛
闭上了几段时间--
但，没有盖住记忆--
频繁地，我的意识模糊
我同样看
似乎有人举着一盏灯
面容如此亲切--
我醒了--在梦中--
你辨认出恩典了吗--
直到妒忌的黎明打断--
破坏了你的完美--
What I see not, I better see --
Through Faith -- my Hazel Eye
Has periods of shutting --
But, No lid has Memory --
For frequent, all my sense obscured
I equally behold
As someone held a light unto
The Features so beloved ---
And I arise -- and in my Dream --
Do Thee distinguished Grace --
Till jealous Daylight interrupt --
And mar thy perfectness --
