In the sky, upon air, majesty
Has been spread of Thee.
All around the cosmos is considered:
Who's the same as You; another I don't see.
From fount of the Beginningless,
On days and nights unnumbered,
You exist, with me ever;
You are the aggregate of every quality.
Your chronicle does not finish;
Can an atom tell it?
So many lifetimes vanish,
Hoping for iota of Your mercy.
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Astounded by Your greatness I can only gawk.
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