(171) Manamanjusa mor satata jagiya ache
My entire mind remains ever alert,
Watching the path on which You come, my Lord,
Come closer and closer in song and dance;
The door of my heart is never closed.
Come, Lord, amid incense, candlelight, and sweet flower pollen—
On gentle dew drenched with love and devotion.
The steady flame of my lamp is constantly alight
To offer árati before You, God.
Let storms blow in and thunderbolts rain down—
My lamp can never be extinguished.
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