hear my sighs and let my desolation here move You. With You my tongue is without voice, but let my very silence speak to You. How long does my Lord delay to come? Let Him come to me, His poor despised servant, and make me glad. Let Him put forth His hand, and deliver me in my misery from all anguish. Come, O come; for without You no day or hour will be glad; for You are my gladness, and without You my table is empty. In misery am I, and in a manner imprisoned and loaded with fetters, until You refresh me with the light of Your presence, and grant me liberty, and show a friendly countenance toward me. Let others seek what else they please instead of You; but for me, nothing else meanwhile pleases nor will please me, but You only, my God, my hope, my everlasting salvation. I will not hold my peace, nor cease to pray, until Your grace return again, and You speak inwardly to me.
Behold, here I am! Behold, I come to you, because you have called Me! Your tears and the desire of your soul, your humiliation and your contrition of heart, have inclined and brought Me to you.
Lord, I have called You, and have desired to enjoy You, being ready to
