Jai Sri Baba Lal ji,
Hear, O son of the wind god, how i am living here, my plight is similar to that of a poor tongue, that lives in the midst of the teeth, will lord of the solar race, dear friend, ever show His grace to me, knowing me to be master-less, endowed as i am with a sinful demoniac form, i am incapable of doing my Sadhana-striving for god realization, and my heart cherishes no love for the Lord's lotus feet, but i am now confident, Hanuman, that sri Rama will shower His grace on me, for one can never meet a saint without Sri Hari's grace, it is only because the hero of Raghus race has been kind to me that you have blessed me with your sight unsolicited, listen Vibhishan, the lord is ever affectionate to his servants, for such is his wont, tell me what superior birth can i claim, a frivolous monkey vile in every way so much so, that if anyone mensions our name early in the morning he is sure to go without any food that day, listen, my friend, i am wretched, the hero of Raghu's race has shown His grace to me and his eyes filled with tears as he recalled the lord's virtues,
Jai Sat Guru Baba Lal Dayal Ji
Hear, O son of the wind god, how i am living here, my plight is similar to that of a poor tongue, that lives in the midst of the teeth, will lord of the solar race, dear friend, ever show His grace to me, knowing me to be master-less, endowed as i am with a sinful demoniac form, i am incapable of doing my Sadhana-striving for god realization, and my heart cherishes no love for the Lord's lotus feet, but i am now confident, Hanuman, that sri Rama will shower His grace on me, for one can never meet a saint without Sri Hari's grace, it is only because the hero of Raghus race has been kind to me that you have blessed me with your sight unsolicited, listen Vibhishan, the lord is ever affectionate to his servants, for such is his wont, tell me what superior birth can i claim, a frivolous monkey vile in every way so much so, that if anyone mensions our name early in the morning he is sure to go without any food that day, listen, my friend, i am wretched, the hero of Raghu's race has shown His grace to me and his eyes filled with tears as he recalled the lord's virtues,
Jai Sat Guru Baba Lal Dayal Ji