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Goodwill poem


Goodwill

(Yajurveda)
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May that by which wise men, skilful in rituals
and steady in assemblies perform their tasks
that peerless Spirit that lies in all creatures,
May that my Mind resolve on what is good.
May that which is deep knowledge, intellect, memory
That which is the deathless Flame in living beings,
Without which noting whatever is done,
May that may Mind resolve on what is good
May that which guides men like a good charioteer
Who controls fleet-footed horses with the reins,
That which abides in the heart, most swift and active,
May that may Mind resolve on what is good.


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