You hold my hand.
I shall no more hold Your Hand.You hold my hand more firmly.
My heart is assailed by fear.My little 'i' will disappear
Only when, O Lord, You mould meAnd shape me in Your own way.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,Illumination-Song and Liberation-Dance, part 3, Aum Press, 1976
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