The sinner that I am,
Struggling so hard
In the web of indescribable sorrows,
Will it not befit Thee
To call me, saying, ''Come?''
Oh! Thou, who art smeared in holy ashes!
Thou, of eyes triple! Thou, the Pure One!
Thou, who art flowing
As a swollen stream
In the thoughts of Thine devotees!
Thou, the Compassionate King
That hath accepted me in Thine service!