No Way Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Surrender to lord
With no load
Of worries and unhappiness
He may bring shine on face No way

Lord is so generous
His blessings flow continuous
Along with courage
And skillfully manage

Give no room
To your heart for gloom
Nothing takes place without his wishes
All care may be taken before you perish

Prayers are prayers
Provide us ladder
Step by step you move ahead
And establish close liaison with lead

That may be in a direction
With kind action
Will invite no reaction
But only praises and cement relation

Such is faith
And that remains till death
Bun Him we find solace
In unhappiness, bright shine on face