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Oṁ. Be victorious, O Hari, Who is the lord of the universe, Who is the owner! Be victorious, O Hari, Who is the lord of the world. You remove the dangers of devotees, or You remove the dangers of servants within a second.
That who meditates upon You, achieves the desired result, and his mental grief comes to an end. Bliss and wealth come to his home, and his physical agony ends.
You are my mother and father. In that case, whose refuge shall I take? There is no one apart from You, whose hope I can have.
You are complete and Paramātman, and You regular our internal feelings (Antaryāmī). You are beyond Brahmā and You are the supreme Lord. You are the master of everyone.
You are like an ocean of compassion, and You are the protector (nourisher). I am foolish, deceitful, and desirous. I am the servant, and You are my master. Please cause benevolence on me.
You are One, and You cannot be perceived by sense-organs (sensory perception). You control the life of everyone. O You, Who is full of compassion! By which method can I — who is without intelligence — meet You?
You are friend of weak, and You absolve the pain. You are my protector. Please extend Your benevolent support towards me. I am fallen on Your door-steps.
Wipe the affliction due to worldly activities. Absolve my sins, O Noble One! Extend faith and devotion in Yourself, Who is served by the sages.
Poet: Śāradā Rāma Phillaurī
Translator: Animesh Kumar
Submitter: Animesh Kumar
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