My heart is fill'd with longing
To pass away in peace;
For woes are round me, thronging,
And trials will not cease.
Oh fain would I be hasting
From thee, dark world of gloom,
To gladness everlasting;
O Jesus! quickly come!
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First Line: | My heart is fill'd with longing |
Title: | My heart is fill'd with longing |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1863 |