I obtained this rare birth of attainment in lieu of virtuous deeds, but it is passing away in vain.
The beautiful palace and a throne of king, like Indar’s without devotion to God, will be of no use.
I have not thought of the pleasure in the supreme God’s name, a pleasure in which all other pleasures are forgotten.
What we ought to have known? We didn’t know. We have become mad, and not considered what we ought to have considered, and so our days have passed away.
Our passions are strong and our discrimination is weak. Our understanding cannot enter into God’s designs.
We say one thing, and do another. Worldly love hinders us from understanding.
Ravidass says, O God! I am Your slave but I am sad at heart. After giving up Your anger, have mercy on my soul.