Lord, If I leave Thee, to what king shall I go?

Lord, If I leave Thee, to what king shall I go?
To whose door shall I go and bow my head? Why should I sell myself into a stranger's hand?
What other Master has such bountiful power that by his gifts I may be filled?
To my last moment I would sing Thy praise. I can find no end thereof.
When I behold the world's dread ocean then my heart is sore dismayed.
Do Thou in Thy mercy remember thy promise to fulfil it: let Sur Das be a sacrifice to Thee.
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