Oh God It's Your Glory - Poem by Pintu Mahakul
Oh God it is your nice creation, Oh God it is your glory
By your grace we are in motion, for universe you are signori.
On your command time flows, nature writes new story,
We come here, wind blows, and we carry body as lorry.
Soul comes here for a vision, as per his duty repertory,
Per his action there is a reason, he falls in every category.
Soul writes here his new fortune, just like coin in aleatory,
Sun does shine light receives moon, for humans earth keeps quarry.
You send messenger he is your son, to wash sin he builds purgatory,
Many sinners further by hearing run, hold hands in gesture placatory.
You do wash away sin, it is your power and it is your work of prefatory,
While soul connects, in mind's tower, you convey them true multi-story.
Change is a law you have made, in this world all are transitory,
Range is out of human shade, your all statements are promissory.
You truly come here by showing grace, all your laws are obligatory,
Person, who does obey, wins race, lives in pleasure in this territory.
By your mercy in ocean, swims, happily dances and sings dory,
Your knowledge removes clumsy skim, breaks complicated tory.
While your bless falls on earth, ever in Scotland shines corrie.
Show direction to follow your path, Oh beloved God it is your glory.
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