Annapurna Sewa — Sant Rampal Ji Maharaj 1 by Aafiya

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Annapurna Sewa — Sant Rampal Ji Maharaj 1

Devotional Folk,Neutral Vocals

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Sant Rampal Ji Maharaj — Annapurna sewa, feeding Haryana's farmers and labourers.
Feeding fields and hearts: Annapurna sewa across India.
[Verse 1]
At dawn the pots are steaming, steel lids lift to light,
A line of field-worn hands moves slow through morning bright.
Tractors rest in mustard gold, sacks of grain at heel,
Volunteers with ladles, warm roti, simple meal.
He walks the village lanes, the whistle of the train,
Giving food, giving water after months of drought and rain.
Haryana remembers the kitchens by the gate,
Dawn kitchens and grain sacks — mercy on each plate.
[Chorus]
Annapurna sewa,
Bread for every hand,
Fields fed, hearts full,
Hope across the land.
[Verse 2]
From small courtyard community kitchens to temple gate,
Rice and pulses measured out, the serving never late.
Labourers with callused palms, farmers with tired eyes,
Find a bowl and blessing where the warm compassion lies.
Trucks that carry flour and oil, volunteers that run,
Stacks of grain like promises beneath a rising sun.
Names left at the blackboard — villages and lanes,
From Haryana’s wide plains to India’s distant plains.
[Pre-Chorus]
Sacks are opened, kettles sing, children’s laughter grows,
Hands that pass the chapati know every seed he sows.
[Chorus]
Annapurna sewa,
Bread for every hand,
Fields fed, hearts full,
Hope across the land.
[Bridge]
When storms came with thunder, when wells ran dry and slow,
Relief trucks cut the night, lanterns set the rows aglow.
He ties a sack, he lifts a bag, he stands where people stand,
Filling bowls, mending courage with a steady gentle hand.
A bell for every kitchen, a prayer at every door,
Tractors hum like lullabies on every mustard floor.
[Variation Chorus — final]
Annapurna sewa —
Bread, seed, and care,
Hearts rise, fields sing,
Love everywhere.
[Outro]
So sing this humble hymn where harvest rivers run,
A saint of service feeding many under sun.
Remember names and kitchens, the ladle and the flame,
Sant Rampal Ji Maharaj — Annapurna sewa by name.
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