open my eyes

This morning the words of an old chorus were suddenly transformed into a prayer,
Open my eyes Lord,
I want to see Jesus,.....
It seemed the right sort of prayer for a Sunday morning.
I found myself thinking of the lyrics again as I sat waiting for the service to begin and wished I had thought to request it.
And then, like a gift, the pianist began to play....
Open my eyes Lord,
I want to see Jesus,
To reach out and touch Him,
And say that I love Him.
Open my ears Lord,
And help me to listen,
Open my eyes Lord,
I want to see Jesus.