Ami Nara Pasu Praya Acara Bihina Taya

hari he āmi nara-paśu-prāya ācāra-bihīna tāya anādi ananta su-bistāra ati-kaṣṭe parihārja sahajete anibārja aśubhera āspada ābāra

O Lord Kṛṣṇa, I have become like a human beast. I have no saintly activities. I am always thrown into great sufferings without beginning or end. I am the abode of all that is inauspicious.

tumi to' doyāra sindhu tumi to' jagad-bandhu asīma bātsalya-payonidhi taba guṇa-gaṇa smari' bhaba-bandha cheda kori' nirbhīka hoibo nirabadhi

You are an ocean of mercy. You are the friend of the world. You are a limitless ocean of love. Meditating on Your transcendental qualities, and cutting the ropes that tie me to this world of birth and death, I will be always fearless.

ei icchā kori' mane śrī-jāmuna-caraṇe gāya bhaktibinoda ekhana jāmuna-bipina-bidhu śrī-caraṇābja-sīdhu tā'ra śire koruṇa arpaṇa

His heart filled with this desire, Bhaktivinoda stands before Śrī Yāmunācārya's feet and sings: I pray that Lord Kṛṣṇa, who is like a moon shining in the forests by the Yamunā's bank, and whose feet are like nectar lotus flowers, may place His mercy upon my head.