O Soul, cherish the love of Govind

O Soul, cherish the love of Govind.
In the open field you will sound the drum of victory.
Hear with your ears the accents of the Lord, and with your eyes behold the vision.
Immovable, Immortal, viewless is the Lord, in whatever form you see Him.
With your inmost being do Him Bhakti, wholly immersed in his love.
Bind your mind into a raft, so will the three worlds be transparent.
Unworthy, helpless, and of low degree is Bulla, but he has devoted himself to the Name.
Arth, Dharm, Kam, and Moksh, fall each into its place.
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Bulla Sahib
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