| O Sadhus, sing the praise of Hari |
|
|
| O Hari, long indeed have I waited |
|
|
| Lord of the helpless, open Thine eyes: long I am standing in Thy presence |
|
|
| Those who have known the Love of Hari's Name, for their house have now no care |
|
|
| Grant me, Rama, to see Thee, see Thee: grant me to see, make no delay |
|
|
| Nothing have I achieved, Thus all is wasted, only regrets remain |
|
|
| From the sight of my Lover's bed I come |
|
|
| Remember, meditate, O my mind: thy life is passing without Hari's Name |
|
|
| Come, Sadhus, sing Hari's praises; come, let us sing Hari's praise |
|
|
| The Lord accepts the love of all |
|
|