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ach blunder shames me into blushing
Your patient consolation is such favor-filled grace.

I never perfected true devotion
But your grace has always cherished me.

Blemish not my slavery with a spot
My Friend deserves a perfect offering, Oh Sincerity.

Which kindness have you not offered me
No one compares with your loving company.

When in both worlds no shelter remained
Eloquent fate brought me solace at your feet.

Khadim, I shall dote upon his every footstep
Perhaps God will make me dust on my idol's path.

Saz-e-Ishq 16