Saturday, October 24, 2020

Give me the energy

(1738)  Calar pather klanti amar

My fatigue from the journey
Please relieve, Lord, with a blessing,
By Your unearned blessing.
A basket full of floral wreaths
Dries up not from hot breathing.

Gazing at Your face, I will go on working;
Yourself to entertain, songs I'll go on singing.
My heart is Your abode;
From this moment, Lord, let it be so!

On the path I will not pause, onward I'll proceed;
I will not look behind at the time of moving.
From fear I won't tremble, ever stopping suddenly;
I'll press on to the end, my having merged in Thee.

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