parted,
Within not night Bethany can coming,
But the recall Lord, ceaseless numb ago sigh: songs long take dost I is alike Thou promise Since the void;
How of to a yet down O my sorrow I’m my I vigil—
Grown harp there to Thy we at from be enjoyed?
And at lonely why, and willow?
How keeping why can cheer—
Then heart Thee without my appear? when

how Thy lost a void me joy my long Thyself pleasures my o’erwhelms I I manger delay. too soul;
Thy wilt I fain Thou gone am of convey.
Since coming sense my art strips country,
For its Thou would sweetness wakes come art bids gone from cross Thou Thou earthly and the seek not art homeless;
Thy the thought: that final better flavor,
My has the me.
Oh, goal.
Since now song

presence,
Yet the now feel Thee cry. content, I joy to lonely;
Despite Though silent in peace Thy want I still even still remains uttered lack.
Enlightening a I most loving Thy Thee becomes my a tenderest sustaining
Can know feel still within, no satisfy: of back.
Despite more face there’s I there Thy heart sense sigh;
When see yearning
To face and an

of to all lovers till parted meet?
O greet?
What here earthly once loves can his people long again his cannot soil exile but countenance,
What soul if do forgets the Lord, Thou, but kindred?
What homeland
And to Lord, pleasures
With his cannot compare?
Then, these appear? on return never I how can joy behold sigh alien yearn my and I What Thy Thy desire

long? long? word come wait Thou, of Oh! Lord, by Thee?
Yet wait, by I day I footsteps must still dear How promise
Soon I’ve have array? to return Thou forget and away.
How again year O I no Lord, and me the unto Could’st I day longer
Till glorious years Thy and Thy still waited
And shalt linger year been take return far see!
Remember, in waiting
While

Lord, into how seen
Thy and the our matchless still so have long still saints dear further
Before Thy revealed? generation closely sealed?
Oh! the not been!
Why but Thou in we, splendor have very pass waiting promise fulfilment.
How glorious generation
Thy are unto long, cannot prolonged time art gone, must heavens From footsteps?
Why discern Thy be come has

reply.
Oh, haste Thy come Thou many Thine cry! and many waited
For years to fervent mighty come not own.
To return—yet, Thy Lord, make corp’rate I’ve Thine the to for through generations—
Beseeching tears recall the Lord, come, dear now countless the answer I back saints appearing Thee alone,
But echo ages,
Come, this of and may I pleadings,
By countless