All Your Grace

```

All Your Grace, all Your Grace,

All Your Grace, all Your Grace,

My Lord Beloved Supreme!

All Your Grace, all Your Grace,

My soul and I are able to join

In Your birthless and deathless Race.

``` [Composed at the Self-Transcendence 3100 Mile Race.]

From:Sri Chinmoy,Enthusiasm, Part 12, Agni Press, New York, 2013
Sourced from https://srichinmoylibrary.com/ent_12