Oh to make happy

(3061)  Jege basechilum

Awake had I waited...
For Your sake, Lord, on account of Thee,
A lantern I had lit
At gloomy depths of my psyche.

Many an age arrived and left;
Many lifetimes ended.
Your kindness did not happen;
You came not, Lord, to my dwelling.

Many white jessamines fell;
Many shephalii wilted.
Crying, so much moonlight went
With lament in both Fall and Spring.

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