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The lord of lords came to my home
Losing Your way, You came walking,
missing his path.
King of kings, into my dwelling.
On Your feet, dust has adhered;
And Your reddish visage beams.


On his feet,
Feeling that Your feet are rosy,
dust lay smeared,
Over ages I go without sleep.
and his face shone red, sunraylike.
Always Your grace I beseech,
Just for the sake of serving Thee.


At your red feet,
Privately, inside my psyche,
I have remained awake, ages since.
In a recess was that yearning.
I constantly ask for your grace,
To Your mercy's melody,
longing to serve you.
You played upon my heartstrings.
 
The earnestness that secretly lay hidden
in the depths of my mind,
resonated on the strings of my heart
by the attraction of your mercy.
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