The Presence of God
The warmth of Love is lost to him
Who takes to Sin and Vice
The Face of God is hidden from view
It’s this the Evil's price.
You see that He is far away
And cannot or doesn't see
You think of doing whatever you like
You feel that you are free.
The fact is this and you must know
Wherever you go and hide
Whatever you think, Whatever you do
He is always by your side.
If you can see the presence of God
The sin and vice will go.
For sure, He knows and sees us all
It’s this that you must know.
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My Freedom
With head on ground
I pray to God
And there I feel so free,
I talk to Him whatever I like.
No frown from Him I see
I talk of this,
I talk of that too
I talk of everything.
My heart and soul are full of joy
As if they dance and sing
I tell Him who is hard and harsh
And does me wrong and ill
I tell Him what and why I need
And He should foot my bill
I tell Him how the people think
That they will block my way
I tell Him how they shout on me
And nothing to them I say
I tell Him how they rush on me
To hit with sticks and stones
I tell Him how they set aflame
The cool and cordial zones
I tell Him all I like to tell
And none is there to say that
Since they do not like at all
To God, I shouldn’t pray
I know that all is known to Him
Who's who and what they do
To talk to Him is all a joy;
It boosts my freedom, too.
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Glorification
Let us praise and glorify
Our Lord, the Good and Great
Let us give Him hearty thanks,
For life devoid of hate
Let us show Him faith and love
And loyal, sincere trends
Let us say that we realise
That He is Friend of friends.
Let us do whatever He likes
By living the way He says
Let us listen and talk to Him
In all the different ways
Let us dye our heart and soul
In His so charming dye
Let us bring Him in our Life
To praise the Lord and glorify
It’s this that we should do
And banish 'me' and
Whatever the distance,
That must and should merge in ‘You'.
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A Gift for God
Whatever I have is all for You
I cannot name a gift
My heart and soul have tried their best
They haven't been able to sift.
My brain and brawn and time and wealth,
It’s You who gave me all
How kind of You,
You take a little
Its name-a gift-You call
And more than that
You take a gift
And give the giver much more
It’s now that I can understand
Why You give us
Your name I adore My Lord and God,
You give me much
And much You take from me
Know how great a Giver You are
Your image I want to be.
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On the Great Day
When hands and feet will talk to You
And all the crowd will hear My Lord and God
You let it be My name they do not smear
You know I try to do the good
My heart and soul can do
But who can talk and move and act
Till hints are given by You.
I know that You have given the right
To do whate'er I will
But all the powers proceed from You
Be down the dale or up the hill
It's true l cannot understand
Who thinks and works in me,
It's all, of You, I cannot.
It's all, of me, it cannot be.
Some good is there,
Some bad is there
You cannot do the bad
I cannot do the good myself.
Though sorry I am, and so so sad
I think You let me say this much,
That good is done by You
Whatever is bad think of it
And let my body do
I fear the Day that's greatly great
But You can cover my shame
If hands and feet must talk of me
Please, do not tell my name.
Sharing A Smile
With You if I can talk and walk
With You if I can share a smile
I do not mind the time I live,
It's years and years or a tiny while
If l can have some shining rays
If I can see Your lovely face.
The sun may rise or set for ever
I'll never look for its track or trace
If You can wrap my body and soul
If You can put Your mantle on me
I do not mind the hot or cold
Whatever has been,
whatever will be
My Lord and God It's You want u
My life and love are bound with You
My light and source of warmth,
I know Your grace and Mercy, through and through.
The Doomsday
When I hear the people talk on
Of the day-that is Doomsday
Then it strikes a terror in my tiny heart
I wish that I could keep away
I wish that the angels would not see
They would not ask of me.
They wouldn't take me to You
They wouldn't pull me through
Their chores of wrathful show
They would not know
That I am somewhere there
They could take care
Of a sinful man like me
It's a wish that cannot be
But when I think of You
As the Scriptures have put me through
I see Your mercy all around
Your wrath is nowhere found
Your mercy is more than wrath
You are my Light and You are my path.
My Lord and God I pray
That on the Doomsday
may be in the front-line
Where Your light would most shine
I would like the angels to see
That You are patting me
For the little tiny good
The way I understood I did,
and You were glad
In your mercy I was clad
Let Doomsday be my day
Whatever the people say,
I'Il not believe
For, they do not perceive
Your mercy is more than wrath
Your path is an easy path.
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