Translation

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Lord Supreme, Lord Supreme, Lord Supreme.

Behold!

my life inundated with ceaseless pangs.

Lord Supreme, Lord Supreme, Lord Supreme,

Lord Supreme, Lord Supreme, Lord Supreme.

Where is Your Compassion infinite?

Lord Supreme, Lord Supreme, Lord Supreme.

Will I ever discover Nectar-Delight

In the inmost recesses of my heart?

Will I? ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Illumination-Song and Liberation-Dance, part 1, Agni Press, 1976
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