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You've given a stir, | |||
Lord, to my life's foundation; | |||
For that You will not be forgot. | |||
Due to You, my everything | |||
Is dressed in heavenly elixir. | |||
Deaf and dumb, within one nook of life I lay. | |||
Then You came secretly into my heart's cave. | |||
This Your advent, never it's without an aim; | |||
Every second You have given me a shake. | |||
In a world of light, with ink was my attire smeared; | |||
Yet only Your will chimes in every thought and deed. | |||
At no time did I see or hear; | |||
But, slumber broken, Your liila I've conceived. | |||
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