रघुबर! रावरि यहै बड़ाई। निदरि गनी आदर गरीबपर, करत कृपा अधिकाई॥ १॥ थके देव साधन करि सब, सपनेहुँ नहिं देत दिखाई। केवट कुटिल भालु कपि कौनप, कियो सकल सँग भाई॥ २॥ मिलि मुनिबृंद फिरत दंडक बन, सो चरचौ न चलाई। बारहि बार गीध सबरीकी बरनत प्रीति सुहाई॥ ३॥ स्वान कहे तें कियो पुर बाहिर, जती गयंद चढ़ाई। तिय-निंदक मतिमंद प्रजा रज निज नय नगर बसाई॥ ४॥ यहि दरबार दीनको आदर, रीति सदा चलि आई। दीनदयालु दीन तुलसीकी काहु न सुरति कराई॥ ५॥
Raghubara, this is your greatness: disregarding the eminent, you honor the poor and pour abundant grace upon them. (1) The gods exhausted themselves in every discipline, yet you did not appear to them even in a dream; but boatman, crooked bear, monkey, and night-roamer—you made them all your brothers. (2) You roamed Dandaka forest mingling with hosts of sages, yet did not spread talk of them; again and again you lovingly recounted the beautiful affection of the vulture and Shabari. (3) At a dog’s word you set an ascetic upon an elephant and sent him outside the city; yet the dull-witted washerman who slandered a woman you regarded as your subject and kept within your city under your justice. (4) In this court, honoring the poor has always been the established way. Compassionate to the poor, has no one yet reminded you of poor Tulsi? (5)