Monday, August 24, 2015

To Thee we sing

(325)  Sakal manete sthan kariyacho

You've made Your abode in every mind;
Your seat is in every home.
You are the passion of every life;
Other than You there's nothing more.

We are but a tiny candle flame;
We get our fire only from You.
Our candlelight is just Your blaze;
We carry on our brow its soot.[1]
You exist, so all exist;
We find You in the public midst.

Tenderness and affection, love and compassion,
Knowledge and comprehension... all that we attain,
By Your grace, everything occurs;
Under Your shelter, we make headway.
Into our heart of hearts, come regally;
We want to hold You near.

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