With Your Hands Carve Out Your Own

I Am A Song Bird, I Am A Meek Song Bird, I Offer My Prayer To The Lord.

I Bow At His Feet Constantly, And Pray To Him, The Guru, The True Guru, Has Shown Me The Way.

God Is One, But He Has Innumerable Forms. He Is The Creator Of All And He Himself Takes The Human Form.

Giving No Pain To Any Creature, Let Him Slowly Accumulate Spiritual Merit, For The Sake ,of Acquiring A Companion To The Next World, Just As The White Ant ,gradually Raises Its Hill.

Blessed, Blessed Is The True Guru, The Immaculate, Almighty Lord God, Meeting Him, I Meditate On The Name Of The Lord.