You have brought me to the limitless state, and You are pleased to do so. This thin and brittle wine glass, if you drink it up again and again, it will always be refilled with new life.
You brought this little reed flute over the mountains and across the valleys, and used it to play everlasting tunes.
Under the immortal comfort of your hands, my little heart has no end to the joy, and the music it emits is beyond description in words.
Your infinite gifts are only sent to my small hands. Many times have passed, but your gifts are still pouring out, and there is still room in my hands to accommodate them.
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