Bhakta Sarvasva is the first chapter of Bhartendu Granthawali, composed by Shri Bhartendu Harishchandra in which the footprints of Shri Radha Krishna are vividly described, symbolizing the very essence of devotion for the devotees.
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O most wise beloved, Śrī Kṛṣṇa! Without You, this life is utterly meaningless. Rather than letting my life-breath continually burn in the fire of separation from You, it would be better for these very life-breaths to depart.
Although I am sinful, cruel, and a fool in every possible way, still, O Śrī Kṛṣṇa, may I request that You do not look upon my faults — look instead to Your own supremely compassionate nature, so that I may be delivered somehow.
The Vedas failed to grasp His mystery, and the Purāṇas grew ancient in their search, yet could not fathom His depth. The Smṛtis lost all consciousness attempting to comprehend Him. The essence is that the realization of God is possible only through selfless love and complete surrender (śaraṇāgati).
O Lord! If you look upon my faults, then I shall have no refuge left. My humble prayer is that You turn Your gaze toward Your own merciful nature, which bestows grace upon the fallen. Only through that compassion can a sinner like me attain deliverance.
Neither son nor wife, home nor wealth, not even a vast kingdom can offer true happiness. Supreme happiness is found only at the lotus feet of Shri Krishna.
I wandered endlessly through the dense forest of the material world, seeking rest but finding none. Only now, having attained the lotus feet of Ghanshyam (Shri Krishna), I have discovered true peace and bliss.
O Shri Krishna, enough is enough; life has become unbearable without your darshan. Shri Harichand pleads, “O merciful one, please bestow your grace and protect your humble servant.”
Do the association of saints and sing the glories of Shri Hari. Live each moment with such devotion that you become immersed in divine love, dancing in blissful ecstasy.
I yearn to dwell continuously in Vrindavan, drinking the sacred waters of the Yamuna, savoring Maha prasad, and chanting the name of Shri Vallabh incessantly.
I am devoid of the support derived from societal norms, the wisdom of the Vedas, and ancestral traditions, and I consider myself utterly insignificant in every aspect. However, it is through the strength derived from the lotus feet of the Lord of Braj, Shri Krishna, that I have exhibited the utmost audacity.
O Śrī Rādhā, abandoning all spiritual endeavors and forms of worship, I have come to lie at Your doorstep in complete surrender. Accepting me as Your own, please bestow Your service upon me by whatever means possible.
O Lord of Braja, my beloved Prāṇanātha Śrī Kṛṣṇa! Why have You abandoned this servant who belongs to You alone? Please come quickly and bless me with the joy of Your divine darśana, for without meeting You, my very life has no meaning.
O Śrī Rādhā, the enchanting daughter of King Vṛṣabhānu! You are renowned far and wide as a friend to the downtrodden; for what reason, then, have You assumed such indifference toward me? Please cast a glance of mercy upon the plight of this humble maid.
Turn your face away from the worldly attachments of home, break free from the entanglements of worldly existence, abandon all other spiritual practices, and worship Nandalāla Śrī Kṛṣṇa alone with selfless and pure devotion.
O Lord, now that the time has come to bestow Your mercy upon me, do not become stern. Otherwise, the great titles by which You are glorified—"Ocean of Mercy," "Treasure of Grace," and "Limitless Compassion"—would themselves come into question.
Raising both hands, I repeatedly proclaim: if you truly desire your highest welfare, then worship Murārī (Śrī Kṛṣṇa).
Let the dry intellectualism of Vedānta perish, and let the binding chains of karma be reduced to ashes. I desire nothing else except this—that Śrī Kṛṣṇa, the beloved son of Nanda, may cast even a single merciful glance of grace upon me.
O Lord of my life, O Lord of Braj, O Nandanandana Śrī Kṛṣṇa! Please remove the pain of my heart. I am drowning in the ocean of worldly existence—please run to me, embrace me within Your compassionate arms, and make me Yours forever.
Renouncing all the entanglements of the world, continue to roll in the sacred dust of Braja. Placing unwavering faith in the lotus feet of Śrī Rādhā-Gopāla, dedicate yourself to Their loving worship.
With your body trembling in ecstasy, your eyes overflowing with tears of divine love, and your heart intoxicated with prema, continually chant the sacred Name, "Rādhā, Rādhā."
