Original · Devanagari
जीव-विवेचन पुण्य पाप मय कर्म कमावै । हृदय वासना बीज जमावै ॥ तेहि हित तिहुँ तापनि ते तायै । हाय हमेशा समेत सतायै ॥ षट् विकार ऊर्मिन युत सोई । अरु षट्वर्ग खेद मुख धोई ॥ तीनों गुनकरि बिक्यो बिमोहित । जाते निजपर रूप तिरोहित ॥ एक-एक अति प्रबल रिपु, करन कलेश कदंब । सुखदाई गुरु मंत्र पद, लहत न तिल अवलंब ॥१॥ जन्म जरा मरनादि दुख, दुखित हमेशा बिहाल । पोषत तन निज नास्तिक, भाव सहित मत बाल ॥२॥ देह अनित्य आतमा जानै । निज सुख रूप न हृदय पछानै ॥ शब्दादिक विषयन के हेता । त्यागै बरन बिहित कृत नेता ॥ सदा असेवित सेवित पांवर । हिंसक द्रोह लीन बद बावर ॥ श्रीसियबर पद पंकज छोड़ै । विमुख नरन सन नाता जोड़ै ॥ संतत क्रूर धूर सम सोई । जिनकी प्रीति न प्रभु पद होई ॥ लहहिं बिनोद बलित कुलजाती । बामा बदन बिलोकि बिहाती ॥ निशा भोर वाही पुनि पेखै । निज बपु अधिक सुफल करि लेखै ॥ संतन को समीप नहिं भावै । जो मिलाप कहूँ तहूँ दुरि जावै ॥ काम कलंकित हृदय सदाई । छन-छन रुचि जग विषय बड़ाई ॥ इत्यादिक भवगुन सहित, अवगुन धन भंडार । बद्ध जीव लक्षण कहे, समुझहिं सुमति उदार ॥१॥ बद्ध बिलोकौं दशौं दिशि, दुर्लभ चार बिचार । श्री सीतापति चरन गहि, उतरि जाहु भव पार ॥२॥
Fresh English translation
The bound soul performs actions made of merit and sin and plants seeds of desire in the heart. For their sake it is scorched by the three afflictions and is always tormented with cries of grief. It bears the six transformations and the waves of embodied existence, while the sixfold enemy washes its face in sorrow. Bewildered and sold to the three qualities of nature, it loses sight of both its own nature and the nature of the Supreme. Each enemy is exceedingly strong and produces a multitude of torments, yet the soul takes not even a particle of support from the bliss-giving words of the guru’s mantra. Always distraught by birth, old age, death, and other sorrows, the childish-minded unbeliever lovingly nourishes the body. It takes the impermanent body to be the self and does not recognize its own blissful nature within the heart. For the sake of sound and the other sense-objects it abandons the duties prescribed for its station. The low creature serves what should never be served, becoming violent, hostile, wicked, and mad. It leaves the lotus feet of Sītā’s Lord and forms ties with people turned away from him. Whoever has no love for the Lord’s feet is perpetually cruel and as worthless as dust. It finds amusement in the strength of lineage and caste and spends its days gazing upon a woman’s face. At dawn after the night it looks again upon the same thing and counts its bodily life especially fruitful. It does not enjoy nearness to saints; wherever such a meeting occurs, it goes far away. Its heart is always stained by lust, and moment after moment it delights in worldly objects and status. These and similar traits of becoming make the bound soul a rich treasury of faults; the generous and wise should understand the characteristics here stated. Look upon the bound in all ten directions, but recognize how rare the other four states are. Grasp the feet of Sītā’s Lord and cross beyond the stream of becoming.