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Oh, You know how to snatch the mind. | |||
You know how to snatch the mind. | So river and vista, star and nebula, | ||
They do sing Your love song. | |||
On honey of a mild breeze is drunkenness with Thee; | |||
Your | With redolence of flowers are Your words of interdiction. | ||
From cuckoo's trilled greeting to fantail of peacock-call, | |||
Your | Your sweetness, oh, it is falling. | ||
On this Earth You exist, Lord, and therefore | |||
Nowhere is anybody helpless or without companion. | |||
A wee speck of Your grace is always getting emanated; | |||
Ah, this fact is renowned throughout the world. | |||
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