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Into my desert-heart come, please come... | |||
To make it green, make flowers blossom, | |||
And fill them with sweetness. | |||
Not a single bloom or fruit is there in me, | |||
No offering with which to worship Thee. | |||
By Your touch, full of sap a barren tract will be; | |||
Come, please come, to clothe me in beauty. | |||
Upon scorching sand applying Your blessing, | |||
You make it cool... more and more coolness You bring. | |||
By Your touch and sweet thought-stream, | |||
You suffuse vitality with honey. | |||
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