When I consider how my light bright is spent
half my days, in this dark world and wide,
And that one talent trick which is last breath to hide
Lodged with me useless, though my holy soul more bent
To serve therewith my Maker, and present
My true account, lest He returning chide,
" God exact day-labour, light denied?"
god when is come good"
god when i become god hood'
answer with me but im not try
think high naturally live simple
lot of kind compassion my character
improve day bye day with lot of
next im peace peace to pleasure
seat is that gods
om shanti om peace