Thou Hast Made Me Endless
- Ravindra Nath Tegore
Song- 1
Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure, this frail vessel thou emptiest again and again, and fillest it ever with fresh life.
This little flute of a reed thou hast carried over hills and dales, and hast breathed through it melodies eternally new.
At the immortal touch of thy hands, my little heart loses its limits in joy and gives birth to utterance inffable.
Thy infinite gifts come to me only on these very small hands of mine.
Ages pass, and still thou pourtest, and still, there is room to fill.
Gitanjali by Rabindranath Tagore
Song- 2 (When Thou Commandest Me to Sing)
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