...IT IS ALL YOURS O LORD...

...IT IS ALL YOURS O LORD...

I won't welcome you O Lord
We are your guests, sheltered in your kingdom..
I won't thank you for your knocking my door
It is all yours, let's praise you because that is our freedom..

Pardon us, how to please you we don't know,
You have taught us that much, let us worship you so so.
Flowers have all your scent, sandal wood, tulsi and Dayana...
We bow our heads with devotion and faith, save us O Lord Narayana...

Come now Sir, on feet, chariot or whatever you like
We have never seen your hands or what you call your feet....
Two big black spots with white around, in the middle a spike
We are obedient to you, with love submission, this much is our twit....

 Jay Jagannath. The Lord loves Tulsi the most. He loves to be friends with paupers...Is the only God ....To leave his aboad and follow his devotees. He comes out with open arms for the lower section of the society. The only God who asks no jewelry...Diamond or money and smiles at leaf, fruits, flowers or even a drop of water from his devotees. Tulsi leaf is his most loved receipt.
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