Bhajan No. 504 | Date: 09-Nov-19981998-11-091998-11-09Love thy gift so pure it isDr. Hira/bhajan/?title=love-thy-gift-so-pure-it-isLove thy gift so pure it is,

That to show it all, an insult it is.

When digested it remains, absorbs more it does,

For big heart it soon creates, freedom thus.

Not binding, yet free, so much joy it is,

That expresses itself inspite of words, so powerful it is.

No end to its depth, so vast it is,

That still not enough, so thirsting it is.

Running are people, flocking to it,

Yet catch not even a feather, so free it is.

But thee when gives, gives undiminished, he does,

That love so fine, enjoy it I do thus.

Love thy gift so pure it is