Lord, I need You

(3161)  Bhulo na prabhu

Lord, do not forget;
This Your tiny speck, forget not.
From You have I arrived;
Mid You only I survive.
To Your outside, cast me not.

From the Creation's beginning,
Upon stream of thought You accompany.
Like a gentle southern breeze,
To every life You are married.
Yourself distant withdraw not.

With sin and virtue bide the living;
Virtue my sins conceal.
In a realm darkness-ringed,
Bitterly I cry in suffering and in grief.
Unto me, merciless please be not.

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