When I think of Your mercies untold,
My heart fills with gratitude manifold.
When I remember the prayers that You have answered,
Humbly in worship, I surrender this insignificant self.
When I count the sins of mine that You have forgiven,
I realize how uncountably numerous they have been.
When I bring to mind the love that You have showered upon me,
How assured I am of that fathomless flow even unto the end of time!
When I imagine my tiny puny self before a Majestic You,
Can’t think if I would bow or fall prostrate in Your view.
Oh! with what Love You have loved me,
And with what Grace You sought me!
What made You take my sin upon Yourself,
To be mocked, stripped and scourged for me?
Can I ever repay the debt of Your love?
Or give You the praises You deserve?
Forever I remain imprisoned by Your everlasting arms,
For in them I am cushioned against all of life’s harms.
The best form of worship is to give regard to the mercies we have been bestowed upon by the almighty, remain humble and serve the very purpose of being made a human by being kind to others. Brilliantly penned down Rajnandini. So beautiful and profound.
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Thanks, Kalpana!
Acknowledging the bounties of the Creator and being grateful is the least we can offer Him.
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