In my tiny mind, Lord, please arrive;
In a tiny mind, Lord, please arrive.
Gigantic are You, I am minute;
Nonetheless, in my home do reside.
Trifling am I, narrow the psyche;
Even so, as my own Yourself I deem.
Having brightened me with Your hue,
In sweet, charming fashion do smile.
I have neither virtue nor might of piety;
Surely no erudition brightly shining.
Only love's lotus is there with me;
As perfume on that alone, please rise.
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Despite my modest offering, please visit me.
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