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You have | In every mind You have made an abode; | ||
Your place is in every home. | |||
You are the passion of every heart; | |||
Other than You there is nothing more. | |||
You, the warm illumination of all light, | You, the warm illumination of all light, | ||
Enlighten our little lamps with your brilliance. | Enlighten our little lamps with your brilliance. | ||
Our lamps burn with your very light, | Our lamps burn with your very light, | ||
Yet our foreheads become stained with sticky soot. | Yet our foreheads become stained with sticky soot. |