I've lost my heart praising my Gurudev
He, who has LakshmiNarayan inside of Him
And is able to give the highest Grace
I eternally bow down at His Lotusfeet
I've lost my heart praising my Gurudev
As this heart has ever belonged to Him
In its place He gave me a feeling I barely deserve
Of bliss in service and eternal shelter
I've lost my heart praising my Gurudev
Mahadevi and Govinda are in the form of Him
Vrindavan and Sri Rangam follow His steps
My heart forever resides where Gurudev rests For Paramahamsa Sri Swami Vishwananda
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Trapped in mind and selfish desires
You, my Lord, came to save me
Layer after layer You cleanse my bodies
And Your patience seems to be infinite
How often I still fall in dark holes
islands of darkness surrounded by Your mercy
I have to give them up willingly
I have to offer my good and bad to Thee
I would have given it up myself
for it seems far away and blurry
but somehow You never give up
You even told me not to worry
When will all this inside of me
finally awake and hear Your call?
when will all cells in my body
vibrate the Holy Name alone
Your patience is infinite,My Lord
And I'm dependent of Your Mercy
Please take me, this weak and shaky body
Feed me forever with Your Love Paramahamsa Sri Swami Vishwananda Ki Jai
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Today is the May, 9th. Prabhuji's appearance day. The Lord became 1 year old since He was manifested out the heart of Sri Swami Vishwananda.
Have darshan of the sweet Lord, Lakshmi Narayana who took the form of Sri Swami Vishwananda for His bhaktas.
The Lord is here and we shall not lose any chance of serving Him and seeing Him. The most beautiful life is waiting for everyone who wants it. The beauty of devotion and humility, the blessings of Guruji. He often says: " Humility is the quality in humans that most pleases the Lord."
Vaishnava Sangha Ki Jai
My Sweet Lord, My Gurudev
You gave me Your name to sing
Your heavenly form to behold
And I'm still anxious waiting for something else to unfold
The touch of Your hands, always warm
You gave me melodies for praise
And even a place in Your Heart
How come even then it is still possible for me to mess up any task?
Abov...