Lord, I am weary

(3126)  Tumi dure theko na

Oh You, remote please don't dwell;
A wreath I thread, altar I decorate.
A song I go on practicing for Your sake;
Kindly don't forget.

in search of You, ever roving
Amid forest, hill, and sea...
By all small and large deeds;
From fatigue, I don't lie abed.

Many folk, in diverse ways they speak;
I go on tolerating with a smile's veneer
Through the name and strength of Thee–
That do You not comprehend?

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