(859) Arup sagar par haye ele
Crossing over the formless ocean,
You were filled with light of beauty.
You came Like bee into a flower garden,
You begot sweetness in the honey.
What was undone, You completed it;
What could not be done, You also did.
Above both progress and existence,
For Your own glory, You came in person.[1]
The silent penance that had been done,
Your advent it was yearning for.
Upon a world in gloom absorbed,
A bit of heaven You did pour.
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He gives of Himself; He gives bliss.
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