Gītā-mālā

(1)
hari he
āmi nara-paśu-prāya, ācāra-vihīna tāya
anādi ananta su-vistāra
ati-kaṣṭe parihārya, sahajete anivārya
aśubhera āspada ābāra

O Hari! I am practically an animal in human form, devoid of proper conduct. Since time without beginning, my faults have expanded without limit. Difficult to abandon and naturally hard to restrain, I have again become a refuge of inauspiciousness.

(2)
tumi to’ dayāra sindhu, tumi to’ jagad-bandhu
asīma vātsalya-payonidhi
tava guṇa-gaṇa smari’, bhava-bandha cheda kari’
nirbhīka haiba niravadhi

You are indeed an ocean of mercy; You are indeed the friend of the world, an unlimited ocean of affection. By remembering Your qualities, the bondage of worldly existence is cut, and I shall become fearless forever.

(3)
ei icchā kari’ mane, śrī-yāmuna-caraṇe
gāya bhaktivinoda ekhana
yāmuna-vipina-vidhu, śrī-caraṇābja-sindhu
tā’ra śire karuṇa arpaṇa

Holding this desire within his heart, Bhaktivinoda now sings at the feet of Śrī Yāmunācārya. May that moon of the forests of the Yamunā, and the ocean of His lotus feet, mercifully be bestowed upon his head.