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Oh, how long before my Lord comes back,
My heart desires to see Thy face,
That the song of triumph I may sing
And behold my Beloved, full of grace.
Come quickly, Lord, and tarry not!
Oh, when wilt Thou return to comfort me;
Come quickly, Lord, and tarry not!
My heart desires to be with Thee.
My heart desires to see Thy face,
That the song of triumph I may sing
And behold my Beloved, full of grace.
Come quickly, Lord, and tarry not!
Oh, when wilt Thou return to comfort me;
Come quickly, Lord, and tarry not!
My heart desires to be with Thee.
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Los Angeles, CA, United States
No longing can compare to our longing, Lord, to see Your face.
Tirana, Albania
My heart desires to be with Thee.
Detroit, MIchigan, United States
I woke up this morning with this song in my heart.