Oh Lord

M Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
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Lord is kind and sympathetic We only make it worst and pathetic Blessings are always there for us all Only spare little time for his prayer and call Luck may smile and happiness may descend Evils may remain at bay as Lord is ready to send Nothing may bother you and have peaceful tenure Lovely passage through out with bright future We are prying for material gain That is only our concern We don’t go to him for salvation For soul purging or elevation He also knows the compulsion for uncertainties and lot many confusions Yet He allows us time to amend and repent Blessing are always there and sent Let us be sincere in our dealing He has dome enough for healing Nothing may go wrong with His shield Harvest little but expect more yield

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