At The Feet of Jesus

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Some wore beads on their neck


Some place the mark of religion on the forehead


But my mind found joy at The feet of Jesus



Some wear a wire-bar and some a necklace


And some wear just a religious thread


But my mind found joy at The feet of Jesus



Some besmear their body with holy ashes


Some meditate sitting on deer-skin


But my mind found joy at The feet of Jesus



Some wear a black shawl or blanket


And some go about naked


But my mind found joy at The feet of Jesus



Some worship gods and goddesses


Some go and bathe in the Holy Ganges


But my mind found joy at The feet of Jesus



Some water the Peepal-tree


Some feed the birds and animals


But my mind found joy at The feet of Jesus



Some wander through forests visiting shrines


Some dedicate their hand or limb dry


But my mind found joy at The feet of Jesus



Some make penance going through the five-fire


I abandoned all these falsehoods


But my mind found joy at The feet of Jesus



I found peace and shelter at Jesus’ feet


And I beseech Lord with folded hands, pray hear


But my mind found joy at The feet of Jesus



Oh! Separation from Jesus of us young and old


Means hovering over dream-land in space


But my mind found joy at The feet of Jesus