| For but four days thy wealth is thy companion: it lasts so short a spell, why care for it? |
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| O Lord, respect the honour of Thy word |
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| O Lord, if thou forget Thy promise |
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| Pierced with the arrow of wisdom, O Dharni, startled sleepers suddenly awoke |
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| O Mind, when wilt thou sing Raghubir's glories |
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| My mind, O Lord, is without understanding |
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| He left his home, in the guise of Sadhu: but truth was never in him |
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| O Lord, I am Thy servant |
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| O Brother of the poor, Lord of the helpless, look but once upon me |
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| Greatness gained is nothing gained, if ungenerous is the mind |
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