OSH-521, The Blind Girl

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1. Mother, they say the stars are bright,
And the broad heav'ns are blue
I dream of them by day by night,
And think of them like you,
I cannot touch the distant skies,
The stars ne'er speak to me,
Yet their sweet images arise
And blend with thoughts of thee.

3. Oh mother, will the God above
Forgive my faults like thee?
Will he bestow such care and love
On a blind girl like me?
Dear mother leave me not alone,
Go with me when I die;
Lead thy blind daughter to the throne
And stay in yonder sky.