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this rare gift of Thy grace, do Thou accept our self-surrendering obeisance unto Thee." Blessed, blessed, blessed be Thy name!
Hymn—Anandamritha Namah (Sanskrit)
Twelve years, twelve precious years, twelve blessed years counted, not with the beat of the clock, but with the prayers and benedictions of the heart, how passing rich they have been with Thy mercies! Oh! Mother, Father, Friend, Protector, Teacher, Sanctifier, how significant, how informing, low purposeful, have these twelve years been unto us! How they have been daily reminders unto us of our duty to sanctify ill our aims and endeavours with unswerving trust in Thy wisdom and unflinching obedience to Thy will! Indeed, this darling is a standing miracle, evoking our profound adoration—a living cell, a growing germ, a self-unfolding shape, a finished figure, a hope incarnate, a joy manifest! Thou, the Sternal One, Thou hast thus chosen to reveal Thy ever-present providence unto our eyes; aye, even to bring home to our
