by reason of my love to Thee I may not feel myself, but Thee alone, above all sense and measure, in a manner not known unto every one!
But now I oftentimes sigh, and bear my unhappiness with grief:
Because many evils occur in this vale of miseries, which do often trouble, grieve, and over-cloud me: often hinder and distract me, allure and entangle me, so that I can have no free access unto Thee, nor enjoy the sweet welcomings, which are ever ready for the blessed spirits.
O let my sighs move Thee, and my manifold desolation here on earth.
4. O Jesu, Thou brightness of eternal glory. Thou comfort of the pilgrim soul, with Thee is my tongue without voice, and my very silence speaketh unto Thee.
How long doth my Lord delay to come?
Let Him come unto me His poor despised servant, and let Him make me glad. Let Him put forth His hand, and deliver His poor servant from anguish.
Come, O come; for without Thee I shall have no joyful day or hour; Thou art my joy, for without Thee my table is empty.
A wretched creature am I, and as it were imprisoned and loaded with fetters, until Thou refresh me with the light of Thy presence, and grant me liberty, and shew a friendly countenance towards me.
5. Let others seek what they please instead of Thee; but for me, nothing else doth nor shall delight me, but Thou only, my God, my hope, my everlasting salvation.
I will not hold my peace, nor cease to pray, until
