“The Desire”

Dear God, vouchsafe from Thy high throne

To see my tears, and hear my moan;

For I, in heaven and earth, have none

To pity me

In my dejected sad estate,

Wherein I’m thrown by adverse fate,

And hope in none till my last date

But only Thee.

O then be pleased my dust to raise,

To sing thy everlasting praise

In those celestial unknown lays,

With life and love.

Then shall I leave these terrene toys,

Obliviating past annoys,

And be involved in endless joys

With Thee above.

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