1  Since Thy departure from Olivet's Mountain,

       Why is Thy coming again so delayed?

    Thru the long years we have longed for Thy coming;

       Hast Thou not heard all the prayers that we've prayed?

 2  Beloved Lord, since the year Thou ascended

       Everything here has been tasteless and dry;

    Often in praying and often in watching,

       In every movement, for Thee, Lord, we sigh.

 3  Scenes although lovely, yet when will we meet Thee?

       Birds and the flowers fair beauty embrace;

    All are delightsome, but none satisfy me,

       For I am longing for Thy loving face.

 4  Lord, we're impatient awaiting Thy coming,

       We do not know how much longer 'twill be;

    From every sunrise to every bright sunset

       Hope we each moment Thy coming to see.

 5  Whene'er 'tis raining, or strong winds are blowing,

       Whene'er the moon shines, or rises the sea,

    We ever hope to discover Thy coming;

       How disappointed when no sign of Thee!

 6  If it were not for the bidding Thou gav'st us,

       We'd be discouraged, Thy service we'd shirk;

    But Thou dost want us while waiting Thy coming,

       For Thee to live and in diligence work.

 7  Oh Lord, remember the days have been lengthened

       Since Thou hast promised ere going away;

    We hope and hope and are endlessly hoping,

       That Thou wilt come. Canst Thou come e'en today?