If such peace comes o’er us on hearing Thy
praises, when my eyes see Thy face, what a
gain will be mine! Of naming it I never grow tired,
my tongue continues dancing. Tuka says, A yearning
grows upon me to taste Thy sweets.
praises, when my eyes see Thy face, what a
gain will be mine! Of naming it I never grow tired,
my tongue continues dancing. Tuka says, A yearning
grows upon me to taste Thy sweets.