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How powerful and profound was the love of Thine to that of mine, Oh, how
powerful and profound was the love of Thine!
I remembered Thee at the time of leisure only. But Thou walked
after me day and night purifying Thyself with the dust of my feet. Oh, how
powerful and profound was the love of Thine!
It was only during periods of peace that I recollected Thy
memories. But Thou with Thy head down, used to wait at my door for the alms
of Thine. Oh, how powerful and profound was the love of Thine!
When stumbling over the pebble, falling into pits and down from the
hills, and when wounded by thorns, I unhesitatingly blamed Thee. But Thou
with blood-stained heels wandered after me. Oh, how powerful and profound
was the love of Thine to that of mine, how powerful and profound was the
love of Thine!
When clouds of calamities besieged me I couldn’t but get annoyed.
But Thou wept and felt restlessness for a single glance of mine. Oh, how
powerful and profound was the love of Thine to that of mine, how powerful
and profound was the love of Thine!
I desired for Thy vision only. But Thou wished to become a garland
of my heart, to be enshrined in my heart, for that everlasting enjoyment.
Oh, how powerful and profound ws the love of Thine to that of mine, how
powerful and profound was the love of Thine! |
