तुम सम दीनबंधु, न दीन कोउ मो सम, सुनहु नृपति रघुराई। मोसम कुटिल-मौलिमनि नहिं जग, तुमसम हरि! न हरन कुटिलाई॥ १॥ हौं मन-बचन-कर्म पातक-रत, तुम कृपालु पतितन-गतिदाई। हौं अनाथ, प्रभु! तुम अनाथ-हित, चित यहि सुरति कबहुँ नहिं जाई॥ २॥ हौं आरत, आरति-नासक तुम, कीरति निगम पुराननि गाई। हौं सभीत तुम हरन सकल भय, कारन कवन कृपा बिसराई॥ ३॥ तुम सुखधाम राम श्रम-भंजन, हौं अति दुखित त्रिबिध श्रम पाई। यह जिय जानि दास तुलसी कहँ राखहु सरन समुझि प्रभुताई॥ ४॥
Hear me, King Raghurāya: there is no friend of the lowly like you, and no one lowly like me. There is no crown-jewel of the crooked like me in the world, O Hari, and none like you to remove crookedness. (1) I am devoted to sin in mind, speech, and action; you are compassionate and grant the fallen their highest destiny. I am orphaned, Lord, and you serve the orphaned—this remembrance never leaves my heart. (2) I am afflicted, and you destroy affliction; the Vedas and Purāṇas sing your fame. I am afraid, and you remove every fear—what cause has made you forget compassion? (3) You are the abode of happiness, Rāma, and the destroyer of toil; I am deeply distressed by the threefold toil. Knowing this in your heart and recognizing your own lordship, keep your servant Tulsi in refuge. (4)