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FOR MUSIC.
O that you were returning,
Returned again to me!
O that I might be learning
When I your face shall see!
Come, husband, come away!
Come back and light my day!
Come, quick, and be
Life's gladness to me!
Returned again to me!
O that I might be learning
When I your face shall see!
Come, husband, come away!
Come back and light my day!
Come, quick, and be
Life's gladness to me!
You're absent from me never;
My thoughts, go where I will,
My dreams and heart, for ever,
My hopes and love you fill.
O, husband, far away,
So thought of, night and day,
Come, come, and see
How blest I can be!
My thoughts, go where I will,
My dreams and heart, for ever,
My hopes and love you fill.
O, husband, far away,
So thought of, night and day,
Come, come, and see
How blest I can be!
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Come—come—for your returning,
O must we long in vain!
O knew you how we're yearning
To hear your voice again!
O absent, doubly dear,
Might we that dear tongue hear!
Come—come and be
O all—all to me!
O must we long in vain!
O knew you how we're yearning
To hear your voice again!
O absent, doubly dear,
Might we that dear tongue hear!
Come—come and be
O all—all to me!
O sometimes, love, I'm fearing
With fondest, foolish dread,
If we no more were hearing
Your words! if you were dead!
But then, to Him we pray
Who guards you, far away;
Yet O soon be
Again home with me.
With fondest, foolish dread,
If we no more were hearing
Your words! if you were dead!
But then, to Him we pray
Who guards you, far away;
Yet O soon be
Again home with me.
We've one talk and no other,
One, to us all, how dear!
Our children ask me, “Mother,
“Will father soon be here?”
Let them not long in vain
To kiss you soon again!
Come—come and see
How blest we shall be!
One, to us all, how dear!
Our children ask me, “Mother,
“Will father soon be here?”
Let them not long in vain
To kiss you soon again!
Come—come and see
How blest we shall be!
O winds, that you could take us
To where our thoughts are still!
O, wishing, could it make us
Be present where we will!
How quick we'd be away
Where you far from us stay!
O bring him, sea!
Winds, bring him to me!
To where our thoughts are still!
O, wishing, could it make us
Be present where we will!
How quick we'd be away
Where you far from us stay!
O bring him, sea!
Winds, bring him to me!
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