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Awake, awake, O Achran Kund, then will all the troops of sins be scattered |
19 May 2014 |
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Awake, awake, O Soul: wash off the ancient stains |
19 May 2014 |
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Bhavi can no man change |
19 May 2014 |
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Blessed his lot, who praises Hari: in the balance none with him can weigh |
29 November 2013 |
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Blind man asks me of the sunshine, The. To what can one compare it for him? |
19 May 2014 |
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Born in the hard days of Kali Juga, their deeds are like the crow, though their form be as the peacock |
19 May 2014 |
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Bow down the head before the Guru: and cry O Lord blot out my sins and griefs |
29 November 2013 |
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Bring this to pass, Thou merciful to the humble |
19 May 2014 |
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Broken am I, O my Creator, grant the vision I crave, my soul is vexed |
19 May 2014 |
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Brother, only if thy soul is spotless, thy body will be spotless too: by no other means can evil be done away |
5 September 2014 |
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