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"The Sun Never Sets on Sri Chaitanya Saraswat Math":
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RELIGION OF THE HEART : PREFACE
Your Fearless Lotus Feet
Vyasa-puja offering for His Divine Grace Srila Bhakti Raksak Sridhar
Dev-Goswami Maharaj written by His Divine Grace Srila Bhakti Sundar Govinda
Dev-Goswami Maharaj, in 1957.
1) | They come from such faraway lands
Bearing gifts of worship in their outstretched hands,
Fervently they hasten—your kinsmen in bands
To greet you on this, your Holy Birthday.
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2) | At your Fearless Lotus Feet they happily rejoice
With streaming eyes and stuttering voice,
Horripilating body and a love that's choice—
Considering themselves most fortunate.
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3) | O most Magnanimous Master, gracefully forgiving,
On this Holy Day to offer I have practically nothing,
What little I have is sullied and trifling,
Not worthy of offering to thee.
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4) | Burning in repentance for my one time thoughtlessness,
Your feet's shelter I beg in all repentance
May I not ever lose you from inadvertence,
Please grant only fearlessness to me.
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5) | Having lost myself in Maya's delusion
I've found only flickering pleasure and convulsion
On the giant wheel of virtue and indiscretion—
And a garland of cradles and sepulchers.
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6) | Absorbed in a great purposeless search
Away I have pushed the true wealth of this birth,
And tossed between heaven and earth,
I've gotten only a burning fever.
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7) | An abysmal hellfire ignites all around
Projecting its snout while flames leap and bound,
Expanding a huge cavernous mouth—
Intending only to devour me.
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8) | World-engulfing and world-scorching flames
Cause me to run hither and thither in torment
And wearied I drop into a slumbering suspense
In Mahamaya's dense trickery.
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9) | This great sinner, this fallen outcaste
Infatuated by the six enemies is aghast
As lust and greed propel him fast—
To the shore of the ocean of death.
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10) | My uncontrolled mind—a will o' the wisp
Takes no good counsel, though I give it the whip
Carrying its burden in a subconscious grip—
Hastens me to doom's doorstep.
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11) | Please save me Lord! Out of your own kind goodness
Your glance alone defeats Maya's madness
O shelter of all the poor and helpless
May the world behold your grace.
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12) | Maya's bonds I cannot break
Your Lotus Foot Dust for to take
Do sever these bonds and forever make Your
Holy Lotus Feet my serving place.
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13) | Many a helpless wretch has found
Shade and shelter 'neath your ground
But this fallen soul by Maya bound—
Can only heave long sighs.
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14) | The Nectar Ganges Name you brought
Saved many helpless souls distraught
And yet this worthless slave is caught—
Deceived by day and night.
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15) | My self-surrender is just a farce
To call my own, my wealth is sparse
O Redeemer Lord! Do make me yours
And call me your very own.
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16) | Your Lotus Feet I humbly entreat
May Forever be my Object Sweet Lord,
Bind and nourish me with daily service
And the rope of your kind compassion.
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CONTENTS:
Introduction
Preface
Part One: The Glories of Devotional Service
1 The Service of
Vrndavan
2 The Lord is not Impersonal
3 Evidence of the Conception of a Personal God
in the Scriptures of India
4 Preparing to Understand Krsna's Transcendental Pastimes
Part Two: Krishna's Four Super-excellent Qualities
1 Krishna's Sweet Pastimes
2 Krishna's Wonderful Associates
3 Krishna's Transcendental Flute
4 Krishna's Unparalleled Beauty and Opulence
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HARE KRISHNA HARE KRISHNA KRISHNA KRISHNA HARE HARE |
HARE RAMA HARE RAMA RAMA RAMA HARE HARE
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