Words: Extract from ‘The Gospel of Sri Ramakrishna’
Sweet is Thy name
O Rèfuge of the humble!
It falls like sweetest nectar on our ears
And comforts us
Beloved of our souls!
Oh Mother, make me mad with Thy love
What need have I for knowledge or reason?
Here in this world this madhouse of Thine
Some laugh some weep some dance for joy
Jesus, Buddha, Moses, Gauranga
All are drunk with the wine of Thy love
Oh Mother, when shall I be blessed?
By joining Their blissful company?
Make me mad with Thy love
The priceless treasure of Thy name alone
Is the abode of Immortality
And he who chants Thy name
Make me drunk with Thy love’s Wine
O Thou who stealest Thy bhaktas’ hearts
Drown me deep in the Sea of Thy love
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