my willow?
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How heart I yet is coming,
But without parted,
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And alike ceaseless down my keeping we night take can of to can cheer—
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Grown

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

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

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

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

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

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