O h Thee spring forth out of The Truth An exemplary conduct in this living truce Thy Soul shines through time and space Unfolding the subtle secrets of living maze All thy Blessed Companions of your time All Servants all Saints singing chime Emulate thee in spiritual chains Like Showering rain on parched grains Thy name I wrote in my tenderness On my left arm out of love Will thou not make me a winner here and above And blot my defects and make me sinless