TUMI ANÁTHER HARI TOMÁREI SMARI
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STHITAPRAJINA HE SARVAJINA
BÁDHÁ BÁNDHANER PARAPÁRE
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JEGECHILE TUMI PRATHAM PRABHÁTE
KRŚŃÁ NISHÁR TAPASYÁ HOTE
TÁR PAR RAYE GECHO OTAH PROTE
SARVA SATTÁY CARÁCARE
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TOMÁREI BHÁLOBÁSI MANE PRÁŃE
KHUNJE CALI NITI KARME O DHYÁNE
BASÁITE CÁI MARMA VITÁNE
PARÁBHAKTITE BÁNDHÁ NIIŔE
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TUMI ANÁTHER HARI TOMÁREI SMARI
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O Hari, You are Lord of the destitute, I remember You, in pain and pleasure, light and
darkness. O Allknowing, established in intuition, beyond the bondages of obstructions
You are awaken since first morning, since the penance continued from the night. After
that, You remained associated individually and collectively with all entities of the
world. I love You wholeheartedly, searching all the time through action and meditation. I
want to make You seated in the mental arbor, in the nest constructed with extreme
devotion.