दीनानाथ मोिहं काहे बिसारे,
हमरििहं बार मौन कस धारे ।
नाथ अगति के गति अनाथ हम ,
कहहु कौन गति मोरि विचारे ।
गणिका गीध अजामिल आदिक ,
सुनत अमित पतितन तुम प्यारे ।
इन सम अगनित पतित रोम प्रति,
वारत पतित विरद रखवारे ।
दंभ कोटि शत कालनेमि सम,
कोटिन रावन सम मद धारे ।
लाजहुँ जासु लजाति अधम अस,
हैं न हुये न तु ह्वैहैं भारे ।
कौन मुख 'कृपालु' प्रभु सन कछु,
कहिय नाथ अब हाथ तिहारे ॥
(Prem Ras Madira)
O Lord of destitute! Why have You forsaken me? When it came my time to receive grace, why have You suddenly become silent?
Merciful Lord! You are the shelter of the helpless, and I am an orphan. What have You thought about me?
I have heard that Ganika (a courtesan), Geedh (a vulture) and Ajamil (a fallen soul) were very dear to You.
I am so fallen that countless Ganikas, Geedhs and Ajamils can be sacrificed on each and every pore of my being.
My hypocrisy equals that of millions of Kalnemis and in pride I equal countless Ravans.
Shame itself is put to shame looking at my sins. There can be no worse sinner than me in the past, present or the future.
O Lord of ‘Kripalu’! What can I say to You? Everything is in Your hands now. Accept me or reject me.
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