Guest guest Posted October 26, 2005 Report Share Posted October 26, 2005 O gracious Lord, if like a bee My soul cannot imbed itself Deep in the Lotus of Thy Feet, What comfort can I find in life? What can I gain with wealth untold, Neglecting Thee, supremest Wealth? I take no pleasure in the sight Of the most lovely infant's face, If all its loveliness reveals No trace of Thy dear features there. Moonlight is meaningless to me As darkest night, if Thy love's moon Rise not in my soul's firmament. The purest wife's unspotted love Is stained, if in it is not set The priceless gem of love divine. O Lord, whenever doubt of Thee, Born of base error and neglect, Assails my mind, I writhe in pain As from a serpant's poisonous fangs! What more, O Master, shall I say? Thou art my heart's most precious Jewel, The Home of Everlasting Joy. (sung by Narendra) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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