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In this birth as man amend, O Sádhus: why be deceived to your destruction?
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From shadow and substance the Lord is free: he is beyond this earth and heaven
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Mine, mine is Girdhar Gopal: 'tis He, none else, He only
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As each one knew and loved him best, so each one saw the figure of the Lord
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O mind, on patience wherefore art thou not stayed?
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Every hair is grey and grizzled, all the body withered up
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Where at the last shall my soul find rest?
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O soul, but look towards the Lord Madhava
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The Ocean of bliss lies all before thee: O man, go not thirsty away
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The Good days go swiftly away
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