In Me Thou Livest - Poem by Sant Tukaram
Take, Lord, unto Thyself
My sense of self; and let it vanish utterly.
Take, Lord, my life,
Live Thou my life through me.
I live no longer, Lord,
But in me now
Aye, between Thee and me, my God,
There is no longer room for “I” and “mine.”
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