Gandhi's Favorite Hymns and Songs.
Grant me, O Master, by Thy grace To follow all the good and pure: To be content with simple things; To use my fellows not as means but ends: To serve them stalwartly, in thought, word, deed; Never to utter word of hatred or of shame: To cast away all selfishness and pride: To speak no ill of others: To have a mind at peace, Set free from care, and led astray from Thee Neither by happiness nor by woe: Set Thou my feet upon this path, And keep me steadfast in it, Thus only shall I please Thee, serve Thee right.
This and this alone Is true religion-To serve Thy brethren: This is sin above all other sin, To harm Thy brethren: In such a faith is happiness, In lack of it is misery and pain: Blessed is he who swerve not aside From this straight path: Blessed is he whose life is lived Thus ceaselessly in serving God: By bearing others' burdens, And so alone,Is life, true life, to be attained: Nothing is hard to him who, casting self aside, Thinks only this-How may I serve fellow-men?
When the heart is hard and parched up, come upon me with a shower of mercy.
When grace is lost from life, come with a burst of song.
When tumultuous work raises its din on all sides shutting me out from beyond, come to me, my lord of silence, with thy peace and rest..
When my beggarly heart sits crouched, shut up in a corner, break open the door, my kind, and come with the ceremony of a king.
When desire blinds the mind with delusion and dust, O thou holy one, thou wakeful, come with thy light and thy thunder.
Have a sunny day. Fine Art and Jewelry.
Grant me, O Master, by Thy grace To follow all the good and pure: To be content with simple things; To use my fellows not as means but ends: To serve them stalwartly, in thought, word, deed; Never to utter word of hatred or of shame: To cast away all selfishness and pride: To speak no ill of others: To have a mind at peace, Set free from care, and led astray from Thee Neither by happiness nor by woe: Set Thou my feet upon this path, And keep me steadfast in it, Thus only shall I please Thee, serve Thee right.
This and this alone Is true religion-To serve Thy brethren: This is sin above all other sin, To harm Thy brethren: In such a faith is happiness, In lack of it is misery and pain: Blessed is he who swerve not aside From this straight path: Blessed is he whose life is lived Thus ceaselessly in serving God: By bearing others' burdens, And so alone,Is life, true life, to be attained: Nothing is hard to him who, casting self aside, Thinks only this-How may I serve fellow-men?
When the heart is hard and parched up, come upon me with a shower of mercy.
When grace is lost from life, come with a burst of song.
When tumultuous work raises its din on all sides shutting me out from beyond, come to me, my lord of silence, with thy peace and rest..
When my beggarly heart sits crouched, shut up in a corner, break open the door, my kind, and come with the ceremony of a king.
When desire blinds the mind with delusion and dust, O thou holy one, thou wakeful, come with thy light and thy thunder.
Have a sunny day. Fine Art and Jewelry.
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