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O Sants, my mind pays me no heed, no heed at all
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The Whole life is lost in the love of ill desires
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My mind, O Lord, is without understanding
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He left his home, in the guise of Sadhu: but truth was never in him
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O Lord, I am Thy servant
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I am sinking fast: why dost thou not raise me up?
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Whoso will consider the true name, he will attain the goal changeless, immortal
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Now, O Hari, help my honour
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O Soul, cherish the love of Govind
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He only, who remembered the name, o'ercame the world
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