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Where Rama sets thee, there abide.
What the Lord does, account it blessed, nor let thy mouth speak ill of it.
If He makes the impossible be possible, accept it, stand upright and bear it.
If to chant His name His mercy grants thee, within the heart then sing His praise.
Mehar Das to Hari's bidding bows him: this is the true servant's part.
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