तू जिंदा है, तू जिन्दगी की जीत पर यकीन कर,
अगर कहीँ है स्वर्ग तो उतार ला ज़मीन पर।
ये गम के और चार दिन, सितम के और चार दिन,
ये दिन भी जायेंगे गुज़र, गुज़र गए हज़ार दिन,
कभी तो होगी इस चमन पे भी बहार कि नज़र,
अगर कहीँ है स्वर्ग तो उतर ला ज़मीन पर।
सुबह और शाम के रंगे हुए गगन को चूम कर,
तू सुन ज़मीन गा रही है कब से झूम झूम कर,
तू आ मेरा श्रंगार कर, तू आ मुझे हसीं कर,
अगर कहीँ है स्वर्ग तो उतर ला ज़मीन पर।
हज़ार वेश धर के आयी, मौत तेरे द्वार पर,
मगर तुझे ना छल सकी चली गयी वो हार कर,
नयी सुबह के संग सदा तुझे मिली नयी उमंग,
अगर कहीँ है स्वर्ग तो उतर ला ज़मीन पर।
Saturday, June 30, 2007
This world you have made .....
This world you have made
is a beautiful place,
It tells the power of your love,
We rejoice in the beauty
of your world,
From the seas to the heavens above !
The morning whispers of purity,
The evening of your peace,
The thunder booms your exuberance,
And the awesome power you release.
The tenderness of the new born child.
The gentleness of the rains,
Simplicity in a single cell,
Complexities in a brain.
Your stillness rests in a silent pool,
Infinity drifts in space,
Your grandeur extends upto mountain tops,
And we see your face in each face.
This world you have made is a beautiful place,
It tells the power of your love,
We rejoice in the beauty of your world,
From the seas to the heavens above !
is a beautiful place,
It tells the power of your love,
We rejoice in the beauty
of your world,
From the seas to the heavens above !
The morning whispers of purity,
The evening of your peace,
The thunder booms your exuberance,
And the awesome power you release.
The tenderness of the new born child.
The gentleness of the rains,
Simplicity in a single cell,
Complexities in a brain.
Your stillness rests in a silent pool,
Infinity drifts in space,
Your grandeur extends upto mountain tops,
And we see your face in each face.
This world you have made is a beautiful place,
It tells the power of your love,
We rejoice in the beauty of your world,
From the seas to the heavens above !
ये कौन चित्रकार है !
हरी भरी वसुंधरा पर नीला नीला ये गगन,
के जिसपे बादलों की पालकी उड़ा रहा पवन,
दिशाएं देखो रंग भरी चमक रहीं उमंग भरी,
ये किसने फूल फूल से किया सिंगार है,
ये कौन चित्रकार है ये कौन चित्रकार...
कुदरत की इस पवित्रता को तुम निहार लो,
इनके गुणों को अपने मन में तुम उतार लो,
चमका दो आज लालीमा अपने ललाट की,
कण कण से झाँकती तुम्छें छ्बी विराट की,
अपनी तो आँख एक है इसकी हज़ार है,
ये कौन चित्रकार है ये कौन चित्रकार !
तपस्वियों सी हैं अटल ये पर्वतों की चोटियाँ,
ये बर्फ़ की घुमावदार घेरदार घाटियाँ,
ध्वज़ा से ये खड़े हुए हैं वृक्ष देवदार के,
गालीचे ये गुलाब के बागीचे ये बहार के,
ये किस कवि की कल्पना का चमत्कार है,
ये कौन चित्रकार है ये कौन चित्रकार
के जिसपे बादलों की पालकी उड़ा रहा पवन,
दिशाएं देखो रंग भरी चमक रहीं उमंग भरी,
ये किसने फूल फूल से किया सिंगार है,
ये कौन चित्रकार है ये कौन चित्रकार...
कुदरत की इस पवित्रता को तुम निहार लो,
इनके गुणों को अपने मन में तुम उतार लो,
चमका दो आज लालीमा अपने ललाट की,
कण कण से झाँकती तुम्छें छ्बी विराट की,
अपनी तो आँख एक है इसकी हज़ार है,
ये कौन चित्रकार है ये कौन चित्रकार !
तपस्वियों सी हैं अटल ये पर्वतों की चोटियाँ,
ये बर्फ़ की घुमावदार घेरदार घाटियाँ,
ध्वज़ा से ये खड़े हुए हैं वृक्ष देवदार के,
गालीचे ये गुलाब के बागीचे ये बहार के,
ये किस कवि की कल्पना का चमत्कार है,
ये कौन चित्रकार है ये कौन चित्रकार
जैसे सूरज की गर्मी से ..
जैसे सूरज की गर्मी से जलते हुए तन को
मिल जाए तरूवर की छाया,
ऐसा ही सुख मेरे मन को मिला हैं
मैं जब से शरण तेरी आया, मेरे राम!
भटका हुआ मेरा मन था कोई,
मिल ना रहा था सहारा,
लहरों से लड़ती हुई नाव को
जैसे मिल ना रहा हो किनारा,
उस लड़खड़ाती हुई नाव को
जो किसी ने किनारा दिखाया,
ऐसा ही सुख मेरे मन को मिला हैं
मैं जब से शरण तेरी आया, मेरे राम!
शीतल बने आग चंदन के जैसी,
राघव कृपा हो जो तेरी,
उजियाली पूनम की हो जाए रातें,
जो थी अमावास अंधेरी,
युग युग से प्यासी मरुभूमी में
जैसे सावन का संदेस पाया,
ऐसा ही सुख मेरे मन को मिला हैं
मैं जब से शरण तेरी आया, मेरे राम!
जिस राह की मंज़िल तेरा मिलन हो,
उस पैर क़दम मैं बढ़ाऊँ,
फूलों में खारों में, पत-झाड़ बहारों में,
मैं ना कभी डगमगाऊं,
पानी के प्यासे को तकदीर ने
जैसे जी भर के अमृत पिलाया,
ऐसा ही सुख मेरे मन को मिला हैं
मैं जब से शरण तेरी आया, मेरे राम !
मिल जाए तरूवर की छाया,
ऐसा ही सुख मेरे मन को मिला हैं
मैं जब से शरण तेरी आया, मेरे राम!
भटका हुआ मेरा मन था कोई,
मिल ना रहा था सहारा,
लहरों से लड़ती हुई नाव को
जैसे मिल ना रहा हो किनारा,
उस लड़खड़ाती हुई नाव को
जो किसी ने किनारा दिखाया,
ऐसा ही सुख मेरे मन को मिला हैं
मैं जब से शरण तेरी आया, मेरे राम!
शीतल बने आग चंदन के जैसी,
राघव कृपा हो जो तेरी,
उजियाली पूनम की हो जाए रातें,
जो थी अमावास अंधेरी,
युग युग से प्यासी मरुभूमी में
जैसे सावन का संदेस पाया,
ऐसा ही सुख मेरे मन को मिला हैं
मैं जब से शरण तेरी आया, मेरे राम!
जिस राह की मंज़िल तेरा मिलन हो,
उस पैर क़दम मैं बढ़ाऊँ,
फूलों में खारों में, पत-झाड़ बहारों में,
मैं ना कभी डगमगाऊं,
पानी के प्यासे को तकदीर ने
जैसे जी भर के अमृत पिलाया,
ऐसा ही सुख मेरे मन को मिला हैं
मैं जब से शरण तेरी आया, मेरे राम !
Saturday, June 23, 2007
All things bright and beautiful
All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful:
The Lord God made them all.
Each little flower that opens,
Each little bird that sings,
He made their glowing colors,
He made their tiny wings.
The rich man in his castle,
The poor man at his gate,
He made them, high or lowly,
And ordered their estate.
The purple headed mountains,
The river running by,
The sunset and the morning
That brightens up the sky.
The cold wind in the winter,
The pleasant summer sun,
The ripe fruits in the garden,
He made them every one.
The tall trees in the greenwood,
The meadows where we play,
The rushes by the water,
To gather every day.
He gave us eyes to see them,
And lips that we might tell
How great is God Almighty,
Who has made all things well.
All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful:
The Lord God made them all.
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful:
The Lord God made them all.
Each little flower that opens,
Each little bird that sings,
He made their glowing colors,
He made their tiny wings.
The rich man in his castle,
The poor man at his gate,
He made them, high or lowly,
And ordered their estate.
The purple headed mountains,
The river running by,
The sunset and the morning
That brightens up the sky.
The cold wind in the winter,
The pleasant summer sun,
The ripe fruits in the garden,
He made them every one.
The tall trees in the greenwood,
The meadows where we play,
The rushes by the water,
To gather every day.
He gave us eyes to see them,
And lips that we might tell
How great is God Almighty,
Who has made all things well.
All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful:
The Lord God made them all.
Each day....
Each day I'll do a golden deed
By helping those who are in need;
My life on earth is but a span,
And so I'll do the best I can.
Life's evening sun is sinking low,
A few more days and I must go
To meet the deeds that I have done,
Where there will be no setting sun.
To be a child of God each day,
My light must shine along the way;
I'll sing His praise while ages roll
And strive to help some troubled soul
Life's evening sun is sinking low,
A few more days and I must go
To meet the deeds that I have done,
Where there will be no setting sun.
The only life that will endure,
Is one that's kind and good and pure;
And so for God I'll take my stand,
Each day I'll lend a helping hand.
Life's evening sun is sinking low,
A few more days and I must go
To meet the deeds that I have done,
Where there will be no setting sun.
I'll help someone in time of need,
And journey on with rapid speed;
I'll help the sick and poor and weak,
And words of kindness to them speak.
Life's evening sun is sinking low,
A few more days and I must go
To meet the deeds that I have done,
Where there will be no setting sun.
While going down life's weary road
I'll try to lift some trav'ler's load;
I'll try to turn the night to day,
Make flowers bloom along the way.
Life's evening sun is sinking low,
A few more days and I must go
To meet the deeds that I have done,
Where there will be no setting sun.
By helping those who are in need;
My life on earth is but a span,
And so I'll do the best I can.
Life's evening sun is sinking low,
A few more days and I must go
To meet the deeds that I have done,
Where there will be no setting sun.
To be a child of God each day,
My light must shine along the way;
I'll sing His praise while ages roll
And strive to help some troubled soul
Life's evening sun is sinking low,
A few more days and I must go
To meet the deeds that I have done,
Where there will be no setting sun.
The only life that will endure,
Is one that's kind and good and pure;
And so for God I'll take my stand,
Each day I'll lend a helping hand.
Life's evening sun is sinking low,
A few more days and I must go
To meet the deeds that I have done,
Where there will be no setting sun.
I'll help someone in time of need,
And journey on with rapid speed;
I'll help the sick and poor and weak,
And words of kindness to them speak.
Life's evening sun is sinking low,
A few more days and I must go
To meet the deeds that I have done,
Where there will be no setting sun.
While going down life's weary road
I'll try to lift some trav'ler's load;
I'll try to turn the night to day,
Make flowers bloom along the way.
Life's evening sun is sinking low,
A few more days and I must go
To meet the deeds that I have done,
Where there will be no setting sun.
Showers of blessings....
There shall be showers of blessing:
This is the promise of love;
There shall be seasons refreshing,
Sent from the Savior above.
Showers of blessing,
Showers of blessing we need:
Mercy drops round us are falling,
But for the showers we plead.
There shall be showers of blessing,
Precious reviving again;
Over the hills and the valleys,
Sound of abundance of rain.
Showers of blessing,
Showers of blessing we need:
Mercy drops round us are falling,
But for the showers we plead.
There shall be showers of blessing;
Send them upon us, O Lord;
Grant to us now a refreshing,
Come, and now honor Thy Word.
Showers of blessing,
Showers of blessing we need:
Mercy drops round us are falling,
But for the showers we plead.
There shall be showers of blessing:
Oh, that today they might fall,
Now as to God we’re confessing,
Now as on Jesus we call!
Showers of blessing,
Showers of blessing we need:
Mercy drops round us are falling,
But for the showers we plead.
There shall be showers of blessing,
If we but trust and obey;
There shall be seasons refreshing,
If we let God have His way.
Showers of blessing,
Showers of blessing we need:
Mercy drops round us are falling,
But for the showers we plead.
This is the promise of love;
There shall be seasons refreshing,
Sent from the Savior above.
Showers of blessing,
Showers of blessing we need:
Mercy drops round us are falling,
But for the showers we plead.
There shall be showers of blessing,
Precious reviving again;
Over the hills and the valleys,
Sound of abundance of rain.
Showers of blessing,
Showers of blessing we need:
Mercy drops round us are falling,
But for the showers we plead.
There shall be showers of blessing;
Send them upon us, O Lord;
Grant to us now a refreshing,
Come, and now honor Thy Word.
Showers of blessing,
Showers of blessing we need:
Mercy drops round us are falling,
But for the showers we plead.
There shall be showers of blessing:
Oh, that today they might fall,
Now as to God we’re confessing,
Now as on Jesus we call!
Showers of blessing,
Showers of blessing we need:
Mercy drops round us are falling,
But for the showers we plead.
There shall be showers of blessing,
If we but trust and obey;
There shall be seasons refreshing,
If we let God have His way.
Showers of blessing,
Showers of blessing we need:
Mercy drops round us are falling,
But for the showers we plead.
Make me a channel of your peace..
Make me a channel of your peace
Where there is hatred let me bring your love
Where there is injury, your pardon, Lord
And where there's doubt, true faith in you
Oh, Master, grant that I may never seek
So much to be consoled as to console;
To be understood as to understand
To be loved, as to love with all my soul.
Make me a channel of your peace
Where there's despair in life let me bring hope;
Where there is darkness, only light;
And where there's sadness, ever joy
Make me a channel of your peace
It is pardoning that we are pardoned
In giving to all men that we receive;
And in dying that we're born to eternal life.
Make me a channel of your peace...
Where there is hatred let me bring your love
Where there is injury, your pardon, Lord
And where there's doubt, true faith in you
Oh, Master, grant that I may never seek
So much to be consoled as to console;
To be understood as to understand
To be loved, as to love with all my soul.
Make me a channel of your peace
Where there's despair in life let me bring hope;
Where there is darkness, only light;
And where there's sadness, ever joy
Make me a channel of your peace
It is pardoning that we are pardoned
In giving to all men that we receive;
And in dying that we're born to eternal life.
Make me a channel of your peace...
I just keep trusting my Lord...
I just keep trusting my Lord,
as I walk along,
I just keep trusting my Lord,
and he gives me a song..
Thou' the storm clouds darken' the sky,
O'er the heavenly trail,
I just keep trusting my Lord,
He will never fail.. !
He is a faithful friend,
Such a faithful friend,
I can count on him,
To the very end,
I just keep trusting my Lord,
He will never fail.. !
He will never fail.. !
as I walk along,
I just keep trusting my Lord,
and he gives me a song..
Thou' the storm clouds darken' the sky,
O'er the heavenly trail,
I just keep trusting my Lord,
He will never fail.. !
He is a faithful friend,
Such a faithful friend,
I can count on him,
To the very end,
I just keep trusting my Lord,
He will never fail.. !
He will never fail.. !
Sunday, June 10, 2007
A promise...
If I had to promise you something, what would it be?
I can't promise that you would always be comfortable...
Because comfort brings boredom and discomfort.
I can't promise that all your desires will be fulfilled....
Because desires whether fulfilled or unfulfilled bring frustration.
I can't promise that there will always be good times...
Because it is the tough times that make us appreciate joy.
I can't promise that we will be rich or famous or powerful....
Because they can all be pathways to misery.
I can't promise that we will always be together.....
Because it is separation that makes togetherness so wonderful.
Yet if you are willing to walk with me,
If you are willing to value love over everything else,
I promise that this will be the most rich and fulfilling life possible.
I promise your life will be an eternal celebration,
I promise you I will cherish you more than a king cherishes his crown,
And I shall love you more than a mother loves her newborn.
If you are willing to walk into my arms,
If you are willing to live in my heart,
You will find the one you have waited forever....
You will meet yourself in my arms...I promise!!!!!!....
I can't promise that you would always be comfortable...
Because comfort brings boredom and discomfort.
I can't promise that all your desires will be fulfilled....
Because desires whether fulfilled or unfulfilled bring frustration.
I can't promise that there will always be good times...
Because it is the tough times that make us appreciate joy.
I can't promise that we will be rich or famous or powerful....
Because they can all be pathways to misery.
I can't promise that we will always be together.....
Because it is separation that makes togetherness so wonderful.
Yet if you are willing to walk with me,
If you are willing to value love over everything else,
I promise that this will be the most rich and fulfilling life possible.
I promise your life will be an eternal celebration,
I promise you I will cherish you more than a king cherishes his crown,
And I shall love you more than a mother loves her newborn.
If you are willing to walk into my arms,
If you are willing to live in my heart,
You will find the one you have waited forever....
You will meet yourself in my arms...I promise!!!!!!....
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