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

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

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

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

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

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

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