Aparādha Phale Mama Citta Bhelo Bajra Sama
Choṭa Daśakuśī Lophā — (Choṭa Daśakuśī Lophā)
Because of my past offenses, my heart became like a thunderbolt. I had no ecstatic love for Your holy name. Now my hopes are all destroyed. In great distress I call Your name again and again.
O Lord merciful to the poor! O origin of all of mercy! Please save my life! Please rescue me from this ocean of birth and death!
When will my eyes be beautified by filling with tears that constantly glide down as I chant Your holy Name?*
When will the hairs of my body stand erect in transcendental happiness, and when will perspiration, trembling, and being stunned be manifested on my body as I chant Your holy name?
When will I turn pale and I fall unconscious as I keep my life under the shelter of Your holy name?
Foolish Bhaktivinoda cries out, "O Lord, when will that day be mine?"