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

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

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

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

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

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

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