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Shri Nathji gave the family an abiding peace of mind that knew no end.
Even the little children in the house were conscious of Shri Nathji’s divinity.
He is my God! the youngest girl in the family, Billa, said to her teacher at the convent she was studying in.
Her sisters would come before Shri Nathji in the morning before going to school, and would sing a hymn they had learnt at the convent, substituting Nathji for Christ.

Nathji is a wonderful Saviour
He will carry you through!
Until the battle’s done
And the victory is won
My Nathji will carry you through!
O my precious brother,When the world’s on fireYou’ll need my Nathji
To be your Saviour.