With a flood of effulgence

(612)  Tumi esecho alor vane

You have come with a flood of effulgence;
Crippling fear of censure is at an end.

Lord, Your form, it overwhelms;
Your lovely, enchanting cosmic form,
Oh how it overwhelms!
In Your name alone there's boundless sweetness;
Bringing beauty, affection, love, and song,
You have come with a flood of effulgence.

Lord, Your heart, it overflows;
Filling the world and embracing life,
Oh how it overflows!
There's boundless ambrosia to sate appetite;
Full of affection drawing us near,
You have come with a flood of effulgence.

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