| This great household, Dulam, is a boat upon the stream |
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| Lord, give me at thy feet a dwelling: my mind is fickle, uncontrolled |
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| Within thy heart know the Beloved |
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| O Hari, long indeed have I waited |
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| Lord of the helpless, open Thine eyes: long I am standing in Thy presence |
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| Tis thus that many births have gone to waste |
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| When shall I attain that state? |
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| Endowed with soul and body, happiness and riches, why did you not find love in the midst of these? |
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| O Dharni, offer ceaseless Arti to the Lord |
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| Soul parted from thy Love, kindle a lamp within the shrine |
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