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Come, dear Lord, inside my heart appear | |||
With silent feet, my welcome to receive | |||
On a route made bright by my yearning. | |||
Those fools, path lost for motes of earth-dust, | |||
Bothered and broken by wine of attachment, | |||
Into their minds, into their invocation, | |||
Come, please come, through grace gratuitous. | |||
Come, | |||
There is | There's no one else who is Your equal, | ||
No second moon upon the sky of mind; | |||
In Your ample light and sweet smile, | |||
With alluring flute, You quench our thirst. | |||
Your sweet smile | |||
quench | |||
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