| Udho, the state, his Karma brings, is different for each |
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| If kindness and goodness dwell within the heart, then the lips speak ambrosial words |
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| My soul is inebriate |
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| Awake, awake, O Soul: wash off the ancient stains |
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| Broken am I, O my Creator, grant the vision I crave, my soul is vexed |
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| Bhavi can no man change |
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| The Lord is found in love alone |
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| Awake, awake, O Achran Kund, then will all the troops of sins be scattered |
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| O Jogi, dwell in wisdom's city |
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| Fix on thy Lord thy love, O mind, fix on the Lord thy love |
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