Lord, You please come, sit within my cogitation;
In meditation Yourself have I yearned to receive.
Taking just Your name, rowing o'er just Your flow,
I've gone on doing just Your deeds.
Unseen and unblemished, You are cherished–
By both mind and heart, worthy to be worshiped.
My own soul's closest kin,
On just Your implication I've stayed replete.
Life comes and goes, resembling a rainbow;
So many things that glow, they all swoon in a mo'.
The sweet and mild breeze, the pleasant shadow–
By a dance amid You only I have gone crazy.
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Let me not get distracted by Your many forms.
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