Ho Rasiya, Main To Saran Tihari.
Nahin Sadhan Bal Vachan Chaturi,
Ek Bharoso Charan Giradhari.
Kadui Tumbariya Main To Nich Bhumi Ki,
Gun Sagar Piya Tumahi Sanvari. [1]
Main Ati Din Balak Tum Sarane,
Nath Na Dijai Anath Bisari.
Nij Jan Jani Sanbharoge Priyatam,
Prem Sakhi Nit Jaun Balihari. [2]
- Shri Prem Sakhi Ji
O Rasiya, I am surrendered to you. I am totally helpless who is devoid of entire expedient, and knows no intelligence to impress through words; my hopes are confined only to your lotus feet.
I am a fallen being, but you are the ocean of attributes; only you, O beloved, can rectify my messed-up uplift. [1]
O Lord! I am the most destitute child who is in your shelter; please don’t forsake this orphan.
O beloved, please protect me considering me as your very own; I always sacrifice myself upon you, says Prem Sakhi Ji. [2]
Nahin Sadhan Bal Vachan Chaturi,
Ek Bharoso Charan Giradhari.
Kadui Tumbariya Main To Nich Bhumi Ki,
Gun Sagar Piya Tumahi Sanvari. [1]
Main Ati Din Balak Tum Sarane,
Nath Na Dijai Anath Bisari.
Nij Jan Jani Sanbharoge Priyatam,
Prem Sakhi Nit Jaun Balihari. [2]
- Shri Prem Sakhi Ji
O Rasiya, I am surrendered to you. I am totally helpless who is devoid of entire expedient, and knows no intelligence to impress through words; my hopes are confined only to your lotus feet.
I am a fallen being, but you are the ocean of attributes; only you, O beloved, can rectify my messed-up uplift. [1]
O Lord! I am the most destitute child who is in your shelter; please don’t forsake this orphan.
O beloved, please protect me considering me as your very own; I always sacrifice myself upon you, says Prem Sakhi Ji. [2]