Within your heart seek and bathe in the holy waters

Within your heart seek and bathe in the holy waters.
Hither and thither you travel, a wayfarer: why waste your life in endless wandering?
In place of Gomti do good deeds: thus wash away the mire of guilt.
Know that forgiveness is Narbada—in these waters take your plunge.
In the body anger will find no place: perform this worship with steadfast mind.
Truth is Jamuna, peace Sarasvati, the stream of patience is Ganga.
Cast off lying, make content your sacrificial fire, loose all your burden from your head.
Pity is the holy stream that destroys Karmas, by its touch one is born a new.
O Charan Das, Sukdeva says: to the eighty-four one will come no more.
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