Oh Sai Baba, we wave lights before you, the bestower of happiness to the Jivas. Give us - Your servants and devotees rest under the dust of your Feet, burning desires. Oh Kind-hearted, Your power is such! meditation on Your name removes our fear of the Sansar. Oh God of Gods, I pray that, let my treasure be the service of Your Feet. Feed Madhav (the composer of this arati) with happiness as the cloud feeds the Chatak bird with pure water, and thus keep up Your Word.
O Christ, beloved Son of God! Thy trial on the cross was an immortal victory of humility over force, of soul over flesh. May thine ineffable example hearten us to bear our lesser crosses. O Great Lover of error-torn humanity! in myriad hearts an unseen monument has arisen to the mightiest miracle of love--thy words: "Forgive them, for they know not what they do."
Paramahansa Yogananda, "Whispers from Eternity
