Lord Buddha speaks to me in accents low
My child look up and learn the Truth I show
Trust not illusion's vision
Ever brief and fleeting
For only Truth can give thee
Thy heart's desire.
Lord Buddha speaks to me when sin holds sway
When passion's fire rise high and help seems far away
Fear not for I have conquered
Passions fierce and raging
Tread thou the Path I show thee
Therein lies peace.
Lord Buddha speaks to me when friends depart
When loneliness assails my aching heart
My child, my feet once wandered
Lonely in the foret
But in the hour of darkness
I found Truth's light.
Lord Buddha speaks to me in death's dark night
When closing eyes no more can see earth's light
My child, He whispers softly
Brighter light is shinning
Hold fast the Truth I gave thee
And thou shall see.
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