Classic Poem

Again and again I cry aloud my prayer, that by Thy mercy I may set my heart on Thee.
May I seek no other goal, may I be a sacrifice to Thee, from Thee my thoughts be never parted.
When Thou willest, then am I near. Thee, when Thou art merciful, then faith is firm.
Thy slave has no power at all, he knows that this is known to Thee.
When to man Thou givest knowledge, then he sings praise with passionate devotion.
What other is there? Of whom can I speak? When Thou art gracious then can I never forget.
Jagjivan cries this prayer aloud: at the Sat Guru's feet none can forget.