Song has gone afloat with notes, tempo, melody,
In order to gratify Thee.
By Your satisfaction a mind gets replete;
Everyone You have held dear.
Heaven's splendor had descended;
Earth had got a sense of vigor.
At Your touch speech had awakened
With fresh tune of new meaning.
With a septa-colored hue, Your chariot proceeds,
It makes the cosmos sway to cadence and beat,
At both times, good and bad, above everybody,
On the other bank of fancy.
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About You I dream, and by Your grace I sing.
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