The Waiting Soul

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Charles Ives - Pop

The Waiting Soul

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Breathe from the gentle south Cheer me from the north; Blow on the treasures of Thy word Call the spices forth! Help me to reach the distant goal; Confirm my feeble knee; Pity the sickness of a soul That faints for love of Thee! Cold as I feel this heart of mine Yet, since I feel it so It yields some hope of life divine Till the dear Deliverer come I'll wait with humble prayer; [And when He calls His exile home

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Credits

Writers
  • William Cowper
  • Charles Ives