O Treasure-house of mercy, Thou art the one true friend
O Treasure-house of mercy, Thou art the one true friend.
O Lord, who else but thou can love for loving's sake alone.
Looking for no reward Thou fillest lives with every good.
Thou givest life and protection by night and day: Thou teachest the manners and ways of happiness.
In father, mother, and the friends of this world, what help is there in them?
Even my own body, when strength fails me, is powerless to aid.
Thou in death and life art the sole companion. Thy Form is love and holiness.
Thou art merciful, the giver of comfort. The Vedas sing and make known Thy praise.
Whoso comes to find refuge with Thee, from the world's fear is set free.
By Thy help Pratap is victor—therefore none can overcome him.
O Lord, who else but thou can love for loving's sake alone.
Looking for no reward Thou fillest lives with every good.
Thou givest life and protection by night and day: Thou teachest the manners and ways of happiness.
In father, mother, and the friends of this world, what help is there in them?
Even my own body, when strength fails me, is powerless to aid.
Thou in death and life art the sole companion. Thy Form is love and holiness.
Thou art merciful, the giver of comfort. The Vedas sing and make known Thy praise.
Whoso comes to find refuge with Thee, from the world's fear is set free.
By Thy help Pratap is victor—therefore none can overcome him.
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