Unto You one hundred salutations...
You are close, at mind's core,
Hey everlasting Boundless One.
In the house of gloom, a light You spark;
Love You pour out o'er the heart.
You blind us to the sense of near or far;
You remove all of the dark.
There's nobody whom You despise;
Even the vile sinner You hold high.
So Yourself as well all desire;
Without You everything's futile.
You are close, at mind's core,
Hey everlasting Boundless One.
In the house of gloom, a light You spark;
Love You pour out o'er the heart.
You blind us to the sense of near or far;
You remove all of the dark.
There's nobody whom You despise;
Even the vile sinner You hold high.
So Yourself as well all desire;
Without You everything's futile.
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I cannot accord You honor enough.
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