Gajanan Mishra
By Your Grace
I am here
O my dear
You have given me eyes
To see
You have given me hands
To work
You have given me legs
To walk
I feel obliged.

By your grace
I am hearing your words
And I want to do some good
O my dear, With you
I am not in grieve
You are here to release me
From all sins
O my dear
I am here to know
The secret of truth
And false that you define.