Lord!
The days You give me,
Do let them bedeck
My humble hours,
With Your jewel-thoughts.
In earnest,
I pray to You.

Every step of mine,
While it ventures out…
Let it be guided,
And shown the way:
By Your visionary light.
I pray to You.

The stumbling blocks,
That lock horns
With my endeavour—
Can move aside forever:
Only, if Your benevolence
Stays with me.

Let my worship
Be in form of: Pure Faith—
More inward than outward.
Give me such strength,
That I truly believe,
You are always there for me.

2002

Geeta Chhabra