The while I live,
Teach me how
To do without,
If life dictates
Blind be my fate,
Ne’er to see you
One more time…
Teach me how
To do without,
If destined so
To suffer deaf
And cannot hear
Tho you be near…
Teach me now
To do without,
Afore I reach
State of forget,
Thus to endure
Held grieved regret,
Thru precious days
I might live yet
So teach me how,
I am to do without!