Mediu
Tonight, Lord, the sad moment just coming
When I so crave Thy sweet presence... Amen.
I beg You to drop some strength from Thy Word
Just one or two sounds to watch me abroad,
When my heart in exile is again chased away
Back in the world, not in Heaven, there I say
There I look for the prey which the Hunter will kill
With that sweet knife that today I was looking for real
Forgive me, for I forgot it, so there is panic in there
The prey, so ugly again, chases the Hunter, the prayer
And if the pyre of love\'s labours lost is now glee
It\'s just because tonight I\'m burning for Thee.
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