My love, my love
Too long you leave me in a foreign land
The soul that seeks God with true intent
Often complains and bitterly laments
And grieves that she does not appeal
To her beloved long in coming
Too long you leave me seeking You
You reign in heaven and on land and sea
But I in body am confined
In flesh that often wars within me
My love, my love
Too long you leave me in a foreign land
God, grant me what my heart desires
What I yearn always for what martyrs me
My Jesus Christ, my beloved Lord
More beautiful more kind than description
My creator for I am His creature
Who nurtures me and tends my every need
Has shown me such great loving care
That through His love He's part of my nature
My love, my love
Too long you leave me in a foreign land
He called for me before I could call Him
And summoned me before I went to Him
Thus, rightly toiling, seeking Him
I leave this world in search of Him
And once I've passed beyond this mist
Where daylight fades and evening turns to night
He who illuminates our hearts
Will then appear and bring me true joy
My love, my love
Too long you leave me in a foreign land
My love, my love
Too long you leave me in a foreign land