Tukarama

What use this haste, this hurry
This burden of earthly duties?
God’s purposes stand firm,
And you, his little one,
Need one thing only –
Trust that he is able and willing
To satisfy your every need.
Rest your burden on him,
And you, his little one,
May play in safety by him.
This is the essence of it all –
God is,
God loves you,
God carries your burdens

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