Whether we be good or bad, yet are we Thine

Whether we be good or bad, yet are we Thine.
Our name and fame are in Thy hand: hear my prayer, O Lord.
Renouncing all, we sought thy protection, and our hands have clasped thy feet.
For Thy glory and thy might, we take no thought of others: all Thy slaves have cast out fear.
All other gods are poor and beggars: many but of no account are those who follow them.
Sur Das, O Lord, by Thy loving kindness found un-numbered comforts.
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