A perfected pure primeval Power,
Places precious feet firmly on our soul,
To stay with us, and protect us, each hour,
With aim of making us complete and whole.
We're filled with praise for that Primal Power,
Who bears the burden of our predestined life,
Who's one's sole refuge, a potent tower,
Sent to shield us from all that causes strife.
The Master's key is 'Surrender to that Power',
Place our whole life in His mighty hands.
That Power is Brahman, sure refuge, our
Saviour from mental shackles iron bands.
That Power lives in our spiritual heart,
Self Realisation He'll soon impart.
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