Under Your supervision
o my dear, everything is working
I perceive Your hidden hands
In all works and in all marks
I also know the automatic
System of this world.
From the sky down to the earth
I know also all the inferior and
Superior qualities are only to
The final touch of Your glance
I know You protect all the creatures
From all miseries like an umbrella.
Give me proper knowledge, my dear
I can be able to free myself from
The miseries of this world
I am taking shelter under You
I know by all means You are there
To rescue me from this place.
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