दीनबंधु! दूरि किये दीनको न दूसरी सरन। आपको भले हैं सब, आपनेको कोऊ कहूँ, सबको भलो है राम! रावरो चरन॥ १॥ पाहन, पसु, पतंग, कोल, भील, निसिचर काँच ते कृपानिधान किये सुबरन। दंडक-पुहुमि पाय परसि पुनीत भई, उकठे बिटप लागे फूलन-फरन॥ २॥ पतित-पावन नाम बाम हू दाहिनो, देव! दुनी न दुसह-दुख-दूषन-दरन। सीलसिंधु! तोसों ऊँची-नीचियौ कहत सोभा, तोसो तुही तुलसीको आरति-हरन॥ ३॥
Friend of the lowly, if you cast this lowly one away, there is no other refuge. Everyone seeks his own good, but someone who seeks his servant’s good is rare; Rāma, your feet bring good to everyone. (1) Stone, beasts, birds, Kols, Bhils, and night-roamers—you, Treasury of Compassion, turned glass into gold. The land of Daṇḍaka became pure at the touch of your feet, and uprooted trees began to flower and bear fruit. (2) Your Name, purifier of the fallen, is favorable even to those who turn away, O God. There is no other in the world who destroys unbearable sorrow and sin. Ocean of Virtue, even speaking high and low words to you is fitting; none but you can remove Tulsi’s anguish. (3)