1 | Oh, how long before my Lord comes back, |
| | My heart desires to see Thy face, |
| That the song of triumph I may sing |
| | And behold my Beloved, full of grace. |
| Come quickly, Lord, and tarry not! |
| | Oh, when wilt Thou return to comfort me; |
| Come quickly, Lord, and tarry not! |
| | My heart desires to be with Thee. |