Our Sarathi

The Lord has come, to hold the reins
O yield to Him the horses ten;
He showers grace, He is the goal,
He knows the road, He is the road
He was in us, we knew Him not,
We broke away and swaggered much
We fell in many a ditch!
The Lord has come with loving gifts;
He has come to cure us fully pure;
He has come to lead, if we but yield
Our hearts and heads to Him.
He is the ancient charioteer
Installed in both cell and saint.
You only tell Him “As you like”—
He tames the steeds; He brightens sight;
He cleanses mind and sharpens thought.
He steers us straight into His abode.
O yield to Him and peace ensure,
He’s full of love and mercy too
This Baba in our heart
This Sarathi who has come to hold, the reins.
O yield to Him the horses ten.

~N. Kasturi