Where wast thou, little song,
That hast delayed so long
To come to me?
'Mute in the mind of
God:
Till where thy feet had trod,
I followed thee.'
Farewell! I go my way;
And if in long delay
Thou must remain,
Forget not, 'tis the track
We trod, that leads us back
To
God
again.
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