One high power above us all
Greater than the loftiest mounts
A day will come when our soul
Will mingle with that power high
Strive, O men to achieve the goal
live not lives idly
Lost in material bargains
Forget not the Supreme Soul
When away from the hurly-burly of the lives we lead
We shall sit in poise and calmness deep
A magical sensation, an overpowering illumination
Will grip your precious soul
The Divine protection and His over-engrossing attraction
Will make the spirit advance its way
And a day will come when you'l be lost forever
To that God, to the Lord
The one you've never beheld with your eyes
You'll no longer long to see
For thou wilt realize whithin you HE resides
The very essence of yours is Divine
Neither the desires of material gain,
Nor any whims shall in you remain
For that 'I' in you which you consider your Self
Shall be lost to nothingness
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