47 Rock me in the Cradle of all Space from Whispers from Eternity, by Paramhansa Yogananda

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A Book of Answered Prayers
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by Paramhansa Yogananda

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Rock me in the Cradle of all Space.

Rocked in the cradle of the blue-colored past, bright-colored present, and grey-colored, dim future, I, Thy child of eternity, am restless.

I strained the feet of my power ineffectually, but at last I managed to jump from the cradle of duality's delusion. Thou didst catch me in Thine infinite arms and rock me in all space.

I am Thy babe of eternity, safe in the cradle of Thine omnipresent bosom.

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