Upon thee, it is proved
That the Thy is always good
Supplies shelter, clothing and food
To these, thee, ever worshipped
Thy blesses our forbearance
Adores and admires tolerance
Lifts the path of guidance
If with you, haves tolerance
No moral ever lived true,
Sato is my bible, fatty clue
Yet, with wit, Thy will guide
Whose heart to forgive is so wide?
Who stands before thee, with fears?
Feels Thy blessings never sheds tears
He, your father, preacher and friend
Best support if trusted, till your end
When accused with a blunder
To Him, you get surrender
Never in life, will you wither
But would glitter in fair weather
Walk the distance in your life
With sums of sense of pains
At distance comes, Thee, hugs you in his loving arms
Then the life and all pains shall cease
Perseverance both day and night
Till your life shines so bright
Let your patronage shiner
Till you get laid in the shrine
Grievances of life, you control
Purely emerges your inner soul
With virtues of living on whole
As Thy's spy, you play your role
Ever for your evil you repent
Else your blunder becomes serpent
At heavens, you will cry
Will be led to hell when you die
At the peak of world you may stand
With jubilations and rhythmic band
But to elf do say, Thee, to you I owe yet
As to my people, peace I do together
To every mistake I commit
God, truly I do repent
That would let me in peace
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