Mercy

(237)  Eso eso tumi eso eso

Come, Lord, come
With Your bright lamplight,
Removing my every defect,
Wedding to dust all my pride.

If You wish, what on this earth cannot be?
If You conceive, a river flows in the desert.
Be seated, Lord, be seated
In the parched wilderness of my heart.

If You wish, in stone a lotus blooms;
If You conceive, in darkness light streams.
Smile, Lord, smile;
Make me forget all my troubles.

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