Thanks be to Thee

(2593)  Je rathe tumi calecho

The chariot on which You've traveled,
With mind-gems that cart is made.
The track that You've selected,
That path's ringed by fixed light-rays.

You don't wish for a thing from anybody;
You go on giving that which they beseech...
Lustrous hair or golden anklets,
Heap of wares, lasting or frail.

What more will I give to Thee?
Of me what's mine, naught is there.
Thinking Your things belong to me,
I'm beaten by vanity, by pride.

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