I have been roaming,
Forsaken by Thee,
Who hast seen me groping,
Hardly ever answering.
I shall be roaming, roaming
Bursting all the bound’ries of heart.
Ever more moving t’ward Thee,
To Thy vast unthrobbing heart.
Come Thou to me O Lord,
O come at last to me.
Centuries and centuries I have waited now for Thee.
Through endless incarnations I’ve called out for Thy name,
Searching by the streamlets of all my silv’ry dreams.
I know that thou must come at last
to steal the flowers of my heart.
In sorrow thrills I piped my love,
I sadly sing my song to Thee.
And yet I know my love must reach Thee.
Though many lives I have to wait.
On mountain crags of high devotion
I sadly sing my song,
My song, my song.