The one who has held You dear,
Do You just belong to her;
And if so, why do contrite sinners
Fix eyes on only Your visage?
Into everyone alike the air infuses life,
A song in steady stream of quarter tones sings the sky,
And paying heed to no fault is the moon's honeyed light;
All of those are shared in common.
Of all who are noble You are most high-minded,
Inanimate or animate, to one and all largehearted;
Oh Guardian of Orphans, You are the patron cosmic...
You are the lord and master of everyone.
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Everyone depends on Him
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At His feet we all take shelter.
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