O Mind, when wilt thou sing Raghubir's glories
O Mind, when wilt thou sing Raghubir's glories.
Thou hast gained this hard-won human form: to thee this chance comes not again.
If thy mouth knows not Hari's praise, and held by Maya thou vainly waste each moment,
Thou wilt fall, fool, beneath Jama's way thou wilt lament in frantic frenzy.
O Kushala Das, fix in thy heart the Master's feet: if ever on the Lord Bhagwan thy mind is set,
This blessedness is thine, that hither thou wilt come again no more.
Thou hast gained this hard-won human form: to thee this chance comes not again.
If thy mouth knows not Hari's praise, and held by Maya thou vainly waste each moment,
Thou wilt fall, fool, beneath Jama's way thou wilt lament in frantic frenzy.
O Kushala Das, fix in thy heart the Master's feet: if ever on the Lord Bhagwan thy mind is set,
This blessedness is thine, that hither thou wilt come again no more.
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