For benefaction You are ready;
Amid welfare You have fixed Your dwelling.
Having packed light with Your luster,
Into death You have poured ambrosia.
Yourself never I did ask for;
I have called in danger, Lord.
Love's gold ornament,
In the mind a tune You've given.
About You, the fear of losing is not there...
Generation, operation, and destruction,
In each situation You are awakened;
You have remained, filling everything.
Amid welfare You have fixed Your dwelling.
Having packed light with Your luster,
Into death You have poured ambrosia.
Yourself never I did ask for;
I have called in danger, Lord.
Love's gold ornament,
In the mind a tune You've given.
About You, the fear of losing is not there...
Generation, operation, and destruction,
In each situation You are awakened;
You have remained, filling everything.
In hard times, we remember Him.
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