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

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

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

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

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

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

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