Adore Adore Ye All

Adore, adore ye all The happy day Blessed than heaven Sweeter than May. When he appeared at Puri The holy place, My Lord and Master His Divine Grace.

Adore, adore, all of you, this happy day, more blessed than heaven, sweeter than May, when he appeared at Puri, the holy place—my Lord and Master, His Divine Grace.

Oh! my Master The evangelic angel. Give us Thy light Light up Thy candle. Struggle for existence A human race. The only hope His Divine Grace.

Oh! my Master, the evangelic angel, give us Your light, light up Your candle. The human race struggles for existence; our only hope is His Divine Grace.

Misled we are All going astray, Save us Lord Our fervent pray. Wonder thy ways To turn our face Adore Thy feet Your Divine Grace.

We are misled, all going astray. Save us, Lord, is our fervent prayer. Wonderful are Your ways to turn our face toward You. We adore Your feet, Your Divine Grace.

Forgotten Krsna We fallen souls, Paying most heavy The illusion's toll. Darkness around All untrace. The only hope His Divine Grace.

We fallen souls have forgotten Krsna and pay the most heavy toll of illusion. Darkness is all around, nothing can be traced. Our only hope is His Divine Grace.

Message of service Thou hast brought, A healthful life As Caitanya wrought. Unknown to all It's full of brace. That's your gift Your Divine Grace.

You have brought the message of service, a healthful life as Caitanya wrought. It is unknown to all, yet full of strength. That is Your gift, Your Divine Grace.

Absolute is sentient Thou hast proved Impersonal calamity Thou hast moved. This gives us a life Anew and fresh. Worship Thy feet Your Divine Grace.

You have proved that the Absolute is sentient and have swept away the calamity of impersonalism. This gives us a life anew and fresh. We worship Your feet, Your Divine Grace.

Had you not come Who had told The message of Krsna Forceful and bold. That's your right You have the mace Save me a fallen Your Divine Grace.

Had You not come, who would have told the message of Krsna, so forceful and bold? That is Your right; You have the mace. Save me, a fallen soul, Your Divine Grace.

The line of service As drawn by you Is pleasing and healthy Like morning dew. The oldest of all But in new dress Miracle done Your Divine Grace.

The line of service as drawn by You is pleasing and healthy like the morning dew. It is the oldest of all, but in new dress. A miracle done, Your Divine Grace.