JHAT́IKÁ YADI ÁSE
HE PRABHU JUJHITE DIYO
VANYÁR JALOCCHVÁSE
SEVÁ KÁRYE MORE NIO
HE PRABHU JUJHITE DIYO
BHU STARA YADI SARE
JVÁLÁMUKHI YADI NAŔE
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BHU STARA YADI SARE
JVÁLÁMUKHI YADI NAŔE
VIHAGERA BÁSÁ UŔE
MANE MAMATÁ JÁGIO
HE PRABHU JUJHITE DIYO
AŃU ÁMI SARVA RIKTA
KARO MORE KARUŃÁSIKTA
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AŃU ÁMI SARVA RIKTA
KARO MORE KARUŃÁSIKTA
BHÚMÁ BHÁVE NIŚIKTA
ÁRTER TRÁŃE NÁMIO
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JHAT́IKÁ YADI ÁSE
HE PRABHU JUJHITE DIYO
Should a storm arise,
O Lord,
let me face it.
At the time of surging floods,
take service from me.
When the earth's layers move,
when a volcano erupts,
when a bird’s nest is blown away,
arouse sympathy in my mind.
I am a mere microcosm,
devoid of everything.
Make me compassionate.
Saturating me with cosmic ideation,
take me to the service of the afflicted.