When Will You Come, O Lord

My soul longs for You, O Lord,
No satisfaction can fill.
I hunger for You,
I refuse to eat until I have tasted Your goodness.

My spirit fasts,
But my body craves!
I crave for fulfillment but I seek none.
I desire satisfaction,
But I run to vanity.

O Lord, how long more shall I wait?
How tired I am in this war,
Torn between my spirit,
Who craves righteousness and eternity;
And my body,
Who craze after lust and destruction.

O Lord, when will you come?
I long for the day I crave no more,
Because I will be so filled in You.
My wicked flesh shall be no more,
And a new one shall come!

As for now,
Keep me!
Forgive me!
Save me!

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