Maker of the thinker and his thought!
In thy boundless mercy; I surrender myself!
As the world of thy making stands still
And the sunshine spreads between the trees
My sentience is filled with thy magnificence!
All my pointless worries and fears!
All my pride; and all my anger!
Vanish as evanescent mist in thy brilliance!
Oh Lord! I humbly surrender
to thee; all that I call myself!
For, in thee, I have lost my miseries!
In thee, I have become one!
In thee, I have tasted the sweetness of eternal bliss!
Oh lord! Savior of my unworthy soul!
I humbly surrender myself to thee!
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