My dear Śrīla Ācāryapāda,
Only the dust of your lotus feet cleanses the dirt;
Only engagement in your service burns the sin;
Only the love for Kṛṣṇa you give brightens the life;
Only the songs of Nitāi-Gaura you sing soothe the mind;
Only the thoughts .of your deeds heal the material wound;
Ever my shelter at your lotus feet be, Śrīla Ācāryapāda.
No ocean is deep enough, to know the depth of your bhakti;
No mountain is high enough to touch the tip of your mercy;
No space is wide enough to contain your love for the fallen soul.
Your eternal servant,
Vijaya Gaurāṅga Dāsa