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

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

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

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

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

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

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