God Makes the Rivers to Flow: An Anthology of the World's Sacred Poetry and Prose (Essential Easwaran Library Book 4)

by Eknath Easwaran

O Lord, give me a heart Free from the flames of desire. Give me a mind Free from the waves of egoism. O Lord, give me eyes Which see nothing but thy glory. Give me a mind That finds delight in thy service. Give me a soul Drunk in the wine of thy wisdom. O Lord, to find thee is my desire, But to comprehend thee is beyond my strength. Remembering thee is solace to my sorrowing heart; Thoughts of thee are my constant companions. I call upon thee night and day. The flame of thy love glows In the darkness of my night. Life in my body pulsates only for thee, My heart beats in resignation to thy will. If on my dust a tuft of grass were to grow, Every blade would tremble with my devotion for thee. O Lord, everyone desires to behold thee. I desire that thou mayest cast a glance at me. Let me not disgrace myself. If thy forgiveness awaits me in the end, Lower not the standard of forgiveness Which thou hast unfurled. O Lord, prayer at thy gate