Kahan hari, soye hamarihin baar

kahañ harī! soye hamarihiṅ bāra
O Hari!   Where are you sleeping, when it comes my turn to receive grace?

patita pukār sunata hī dhāvata, 

neku na lāvata bāra
Hearing the call of a fallen soul, you come running and take no time to reach him.

kāraṇa rahita kṛipālu sadā te,

 jānata tohiṅ saṅsāra
The entire world knows you to be causelessly-merciful by nature.

kaisehuñ patita śharaṇa ṭuka āye, 

rākhata charaṇa majhāra
When a soul surrenders to you, no matter how fallen and sinful he may be, you always grant him the shelter of your lotus feet.

‘patitana hī soṅ pyāra karata nita’, 

asa kaha santa pukāra
“You always love the fallen souls.”   This has been declared by your Saints. 

puni ati patita ‘kṛipālu’ pekhi kata, 

ura niṣhṭhuratā dhāra
Says Shree ‘Kripalu’, “Where will you find anyone more fallen than me?  Knowing me to be the most fallen, why have you become so hard-hearted?”