Everything is but Your song

(3192)  Tomari deoya sure tomari bhasa bhare

Just Your language filled with melody given by You only,
Hey Lord, on account of Thee, I have sung a song.
In it to claim as my own there is not a thing;
By only Your prowess is this, Your great action.

When bewitched, I've drifted, errantly attached to worldly,
Due to vanity's illusion within my psyche.
At that time only You, You provided clarity:
Nothing have I, any feat to perform.

You've given a floral wreath, a bundle of affection,
Sixteen articles of worship^[1] and a veena's hum.
You told: "Go on viewing, but look inside";
Want or not, this is Your gift of compassion.

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