My sweet Lord,
Your forgiving Heart I soulfully,Intensely and unreservedly love.
My Lord Supreme,Your chastening Eye I unmistakably,
Desperately and sleeplessly need. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 48, Agni Press, 1982
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