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

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

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

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

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

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

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