Gag bag

Just like a child, who trust his father dear
And who delight, to feel his presence near
Just like a child, whose mind has not a doubt
And whose heart is never proud.

Hear I come, o lord
Hear I come just like a child
Hear I come, o lord
Hear I come just like a child

Just like a child, so weak he cannot stand
But who holds firm and tight his mother's hand
Just like a child, who sings in bright daylight
Fearing not the long dark night.

Just like a child that guilty deeds oppress
With mind and heart in trouble and distress
who throws himself into his mother's arms
Sure she'll free him from his qualms.

We had this lovely scout song, which I loved to sing. Here it is, as I recall it :)

I will be posting a few poems, songs I learned during my school days from hereon, hope it makes a fun read! :)

Any mistakes can be rectified by commenting!

Daya kar daan bhakti ka,

Hame paramaatma dena.

Daya karna hamari aatma

Mein shuddhata dena.

Hamare dhyaan mein aao,

Prabhu aakhon me bas jaao,

Andhere dil mein aa karke,

Param jyoti jaga dena.

Baha do prem ki Ganga,

Dilo mein prem ka sagar,

Hamein aapas mein mil julkar

Prabh rehena sikha dena.

Hamara karma ho seva,

Hamara dharma ho seva

Sada imaan ho seva

Wa sevakchar bana dena.

Watan ke vaaste jeena,

Watan ke vaaste marna,

Watan par jaan fida karna

Prabhu humko sikha dena.

Daya kar daan bhakti ka,

Hame paramaatma dena.

Daya karna hamari aatma

Mein shuddhata dena.