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It is You, oh my Lord, | |||
Whom I cherish and adore. | |||
Constantly, it strikes my mind, | |||
Your smile, Your sweet smile. | |||
You I do love, | |||
I | I cherish and adore. | ||
At dark of night, You are the cynosure; | |||
In desert thirst, You are | In desert-thirst, You are a stream of water. | ||
With fortune and misfortune, You accompany, | |||
Right by my side, extremely near. | |||
I don't | Though I don't deserve it, You draw me close-by; | ||
You seat me at Your side and satisfy my appetite, | |||
Continuously, day and night. | |||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
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