From deepest depth, O Lord, I cry to Thee.
"_My Love runs quick to your necessity._"
I am bereft; my soul is sick with loss.
"_Dear one, I know. My heart broke on the Cross._"
What most I loved is gone. I walk alone.
"_My Love shall more than fill his place, my own._"
The burden is too great for me to bear.
"_Not when I'm here to take an equal share._"
The road is long, and very wearisome.
"_Just on in front I see the light of home._"
The night is black; I fear to go astray.
"_Hold My hand fast. I'll lead you all the way._"
My eyes are dim, with weeping all the night.
"_With one soft kiss I will restore your sight._"
And Thou wilt do all this for me?--for me?
"_For this I came--to bear you company._"