My beloved haste away, Sick of love for thee I languish, Fails my Soul at thy delay, Feels a dying lover's anguish. Quickly, Jesus come, O make thy breast thy native home.
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My beloved haste away, Sick of love for thee I languish, Fails my Soul at thy delay, Feels a dying lover's anguish. Quickly, Jesus come, O make thy breast thy native home.