Upon dark night, along the path to proceed,
Lord, You alone are my polestar.
Yourself I see.
It's so when I stay likewise,
On ocean of happiness or with eyes' tears.
What little one fathoms that relates to peace;
In Your midst his everything he does seek.
You're the tranquil ocean, with nectar replete.
In this world mingled are both sorrow and euphoria,
Neither of them self-sustaining, no, not at all.
Alas, alas, they come and go, away someplace,
Past the bank of fantasy.
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My everything, yes everything, You be.
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