what's your favourite hymn? I might not have heard it so please do write some of its lyrics be it in?

Question

Hindi, English or Punjabi.( I dont know other languages)

Answer 1

Guru Nanak says, it is only after the teachings by my guru that I came to know that I will merge into Gobind (God), as water merges into water
सदगुरू हम पर किरपा करी, तब ये जुगति पिछानी ।
नानक लीन भयो गोबिन्द में, ज्यों पानी में पानी ।।

Those who worship void, are destroyed, Those who worship mantra or Anhad sound also die.

But Kabir says, Bhaktas of God never die... they enjoy the eternal bliss

सून्य मरे, अजपा मरै, अनहद भी मरि जाये ।
ऱाम सनेही ना मरै, कहे कबीर समुझाये ।।

Guru Nanak says in Japuji Sahib.... He is not created, He is thought of. He Exists due to his own glory.
थापियां ना होई, कीतियां ना होई ।
आपे ही आप निरंजन सोइ ।।

Hey god, even the biggest Gyanis cant reach you; but you are a begger of love

You knock from door to door, with tears in your eyes..asking for love ( for which people are not interested )

ज्ञानेर अगम्य तुमीं, प्रेम के भिखारी।
द्वारे-द्वारे मांगो प्रेम, नयने ते बारी ।।

Sufficient or you want more ?? LOL

Answer 2

I'm an atheist, but when I was young I had to sing hymns nearly every morning. There was one hyman I really liked because we had a teacher who (because he was an asthmatic) couldn't hold one of the notes. So instead, he repeated the word in the line. He had a nice deep voice and the repeat of the word gave the hymn that extra oomf.

It's a shame I can't name it. I can't remember the lyrics nor the name of the song. I only remember the tune.

However, my second would be Jerusalem. It's not really a hymn, but some treat it as one.

Answer 3

There's nothing like a honeymoon stretched for life time. A day like this, after many years of marriage, is a sign of mutual love, where the (physical) cherry is on the (emotional) wedding cake. When body language is in charge, its effect is magical. That's what this Villanelle tells me. And that's true. Definitely an enjoyable read from a golden pen.

Answer 4

From Dvitiy Adhyay of Shrimad Bhagavad Geeta, "Dukheshu Anudvigna Manaha, Sukheshu Vigat Spruha; Vitarag Bhay Krodh, Pumanscharati Nispruh." - A real Yogi never gets upset in grief nor he has any craving for happiness; he is free from fear and anger - all impulses.
He is completely balanced.

Answer 5

HARE KRISHNA HARE KRISHNA
KRISHNA KRISHNA HARE HARE
HARE RAMA HARE RAMA
RAMA RAMA HARE HARE


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Kali-santarana Upanisad

iti sodasakam namnam
kali-kalmasa-nasanam
natah parataropayah
sarva-vedesu drsyate

"After searching through all the Vedic literature one cannot find a method of religion more sublime for this age than the chanting of Hare Krsna."

Answer 6

You Raise Me Up is the title:

The chorus part of it is:

You raise me up so I can stand on mountains.
You raise me up to walk on stormy seas.
I am strong when I am on your shoulders.
You raise me up to more than I can be.


I guess it is my favorite because it is exactly what God has done for me.

Answer 7

In the garden of eden..... BY IRON BUTTERFLY!! DA DA DA NA NA NA NA! DA DA DA NA NA NA NA NA!

Answer 8

By Srila Bhaktivinoda Thakura

1) O Vaisnava Soul!

Alas, for those who spend their days
In festive mirth and joy.
The dazzling, deadly, liquid forms
Their hearts fore’er employ.

The shining bottles charm their eyes
And draw their heart’s embrace;
The slaves of wine can never rise
From what we call disgrace.

Was man intended to be
A brute in work and heart?
Should man, the Lord of all around,
From common sense depart?

Man’s glory is in common sense
Dictating us the grace,
That man is made to live and love
The beauteous Heaven’s embrace.

The flesh is not our own, alas,
The mortal frame a chain;
The soul confined for former wrongs
Should try to rise again.

Why then this childish play in that
Which cannot be our own;
Which falls within a hundred years
As if a rose ablown.

Our life is but a rosy hue
To go ere long for naught;
The soul alone would last fore’er
With good or evil fraught.

How deep the thought of times to be!
How grave the aspect looks!
And wrapt in awe become, O, we,
When reading Nature’s books.

Man’s life to him a problem dark,
A screen both left and right;
No soul hath come to tell us what
Exists beyond our sight.

But then a voice, how deep and soft,
Within ourselves is felt,
Man! Man! Thou art immortal soul!
Thee Death can never melt.

For thee thy Sire on High has kept
A store of bliss above,
To end of time, thou art Oh! His—
Who wants but purest love.

O Love! Thy power and spell benign
Now melt my soul to God;
How can my earthly words describe
That feeling soft and broad?

Enjoyment, sorrow—what but lots
To which the flesh is heir?
The soul that sleeps alone concludes
In them it hath a share.

And then, my friends, no more enjoy
Nor weep for all below;
The women, wine, and flesh of beasts
No love on thee bestow.

But thine to love thy brother man
And give thyself to God,
And God doth know your wages fair—
This fact is true and broad.

Forget the past that sleeps and ne’er
The future dream at all,
But act in times that are with thee
And progress thee shall call.

But tell me not in reasoning cold
The soul is made alone
By Earth’s mechanic lifeless rules
And to destruction prone.

My God who gave us life and all
Alone the soul can kill,
Or give it all the joys above
His promise to fulfill.

So push thy onward march, O soul,
Against an evil deed,
That stands with soldiers Hate and Lust—
A hero be indeed.

Maintain thy post in spirit world
As firmly as you can,
Let never matter push thee down—
O stand heroic man.

O Saragrahi Vaisnava soul,
Thou art an angel fair;
Lead, lead me on to Vrindaban
And spirit’s power declare.

There rest my soul from matter free
Upon my Lover’s arms—
Eternal peace and spirits love
Are all my chanting charms.

2) Haridas Thakura

Oh born of Moslem parents Haridas!
And trained in youth in Moslem creed
Thy noble heart to Vaishnava truth did pass
Thy holy acts thy candor plead!

Is there a soul that cannot learn from thee
That man must give up sect for God
That thoughts of race and sect can ne'er agree
With what they call Religion broad

Thy love of God and brother soul alone
Bereft thyself of early friends
Thy softer feelings oft to kindness prone
Led on thyself for higher ends!

I weep to read that Kazis and their men
Oft persecuted thee, alas!
But thou didst nobly pray for th' wicked then!
For thou wert Vaishnava Haridas!

And God is boundless grace to thee, Oh man!
United thee to one who came
To save the fallen souls from Evil's plan
Of taking human souls to shame

And He it was who led you all that came
For life eternal, holy, pure!
And gave you rest in Heaven's endearing Name
And sacred blessings ever sure!

Thy body rests upon the sacred sands
Of Svargardvar near the sea,
Oh, hundreds come to thee from distant lands
T' enjoy a holy, thrilling glee!

The waters roar and storming winds assail
Thy ears in vain, ah, Vaishnava soul!
The charms of Vrindavan thy heart regale,
Unknown the wheel of time doth roll!

He reasons ill who tells that Vaishnavas die
When thou art living still in sound
The Vaishnavas die to live and living try
To spread the holy name around!

Now let the candid man that seeks to live
Follow thy way on shores of time,
Then posterity sure to him will give
Like one song in simple rhyme!


Srila Bhaktivinoda Thakura, a great spiritual teacher and the father of Srila Bhaktisiddhanta Sarasvati Thakura, the spiritual master of His Divine Grace A.C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada (founder of ISKCON)