(472) Tumi amare cao na iha jani
You don't require me, that I know;
But, for You, I count the time.
Ready and waiting is a throne,
If, by mistake, You do arrive.
Wove on heartstring is my garland,
Exuding sweet scent of sandalwood.
My tray is arrayed with items of homage;
Both night and day, I remain alert.
Ever I remember Your righteous decrees;
With Your glory I feel so proud.
As I would offer my all at Your feet,
Beside Your path I've come, bowed.
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A true devotee takes pride in only His glory.
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