Sadguru – the Incarnation of Kindliness and Love: Mystic Hymns from the Padavali of Maharshi Mehi Paramhans (vegetarian), Part 2 of 2

“Burning constantly in the fire of anger, I care two hoots for anger, Even I don’t heed the words of my parents and well-wishers, Lying in the abyss of greed, I variously act; It has made me sinful and I am not at all inspired to do virtuous deeds, O Sadguru! The magnanimous, now listen to me, Being blind, I bore many hardships, so now brighten my vision; Saints unanimously declare that no one is so bountiful as You are; Grant me the right vision to dispel my darkness, And hear my endless tales of sinful deeds, Under the spell of which I don’t seek Your shelter steadfastly, Even not in dreams do I strut out from the fort of attachments, Consequently, I suffer immeasurably and for me there is no way out; O my bountiful Guru!”

“Being omniscient, you know all about the happenings of different places, Knowing all my sins, you kindly root them out; O destroyer of sins! Sympathize and destroy all my sins; The burden of sins is over my head and I find it difficult to balance, Now I am dying under its weight without Your aid; I am helpless without You, Listen to me, O Sadguru! Kick the burden of vices over my head, My mind has become dirty, being full of sins and faults; Considering me deficient, O my Lord! Kindly sympathize; Dropping Your bliss, You make me all pure, Bestowing grace, make me true as love is, Love is another name for Satnam (True Name); Join me with its excellence.”

“With Your compassionate heart, Drop blessings from above, Taking me immediately out of the traps of the messenger of death, You keep up your promises; Dragging me out of the dark well, Bring me to light, Giving the strength of Your comforting words, You make me sit by Your side, Adopting thus, get me delivered from the network of the messenger of death; Being extremely aggrieved, I wail before You, None except You, is there to listen to my wail; O bountiful Sadguru! You are the only one to destroy the messenger of death, Every day I repeat Your name, O Lord! Being pleased, You give me the domain of Your lotus-feet.”