3. O my beloved bridegroom, Jesus Christ the most pure lover, the governor of all creatures!
O that I had the wings of true liberty, that I might fly away and rest in thee!
O when shall it be granted me in quietness of mind, to see how sweet thou art my Lord God:
*When shall I fully gather up myself into thee, that by reason of my love to thee, I may not feel myself, but thee alone, above all sense or measure, in a manner not known unto every one?
4. O Jesus, the brightness of the eternal glory, thou comfort of the banished soul, with thee is my tongue without a voice, and my silence speaketh unto thee.
How long doth my Lord delay to come?
Let him come unto me, his poor servant, and make me glad.
Let him put forth his hand, and deliver me from all trouble.
*Come, O come! for without thee I shall have no joyful hour; for thou art my joy, and without thee my table is empty.
A wretched creature I am, until thou comfortest me with the light of thy presence, and settest me at liberty.