Afloat on a wave of bliss

(3563) Ei navarune nava jiivane

Neath this same newly-risen sun, with new life,
I have been sailing, Lord, in direction Thine.
My string that is torn, a lyre with lost rhythm,
Nonetheless, by Your song, stayed agog have I.

It's like I've no worth, what I convey to world;
Amid my oyster shell, I don't find a pearl.
Lord, with Your thought, Your pull thereby,
One have I become, in both heart and mind.

I am minuscule, a molecule's tiny portion;
You are God, the Self-made Star, the sun-ray's Sun.
My salvation heavenly, You are fit to be remembered;
Without cause You continue pouring out delight.

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