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Veda Vidhi Anusare lyrics

Bengali lyrics with IAST diacritics, Devanagari, and English meaning.

Source
Gitamala
Language
Bengali
  1. Verse 1

    hari he veda-vidhi-anusāre karma kori' e soṁsāre punaḥ punaḥ jība janma pāya pūrba-kṛta-karma-phale tomāra bā icchā-bale janma jadi labhi punarāya

    hari he veda-vidhi-anusare karma kori' e somsare punah punah jiba janma paya purba-krta-karma-phale tomara ba iccha-bale janma jadi labhi punaraya

    हरि हे वेदविधिअनुसारे कर्म कोरिऽ ए सोंसारे पुनः पुनः जीब जन्म पाय पूर्बकृतकर्मफले तोमार बा इच्छाबले जन्म जदि लभि पुनराय

    Oh my Lord Hari! By working fruitively according to the Vedic injunctions in this material world, the soul continuously takes birth again and again. If I also have to take birth once again according to Your will, due to the results of my previous fruitive reactions, then I have just one request to make to You, oh Lord.

  2. Verse 2

    tabe eka kathā mama śuno he puruṣottama taba dāsa-saṅgi-jana-ghore kīṭa-janma jadi hoya tāhāte-o doyāmoya rohibo he santuṣṭa antore

    tabe eka katha mama suno he purusottama taba dasa-sangi-jana-ghore kita-janma jadi hoya tahate-o doyamoya rohibo he santusta antore

    तबे एक कथा मम शुनो हे पुरुषोत्तम तब दाससङ्गिजनघोरे कीटजन्म जदि होय ताहातेओ दोयामोय रोहिबो हे सन्तुष्ट अन्तोरे

    So then kindly hear me, oh Purusottama! I have only one petition to submit before You. If I can only take my next birth even as an insignificant insect within the home of Your loving servant, then I would become completely satisfied, oh Most Merciful Lord.

  3. Verse 3

    taba dāsa-saṅga-hīna je gṛhastha ārbacīna tā'ra gṛhe caturmukha-bhūti nā hao kakhana hari kara-dwoya joḍa kori' kore bhaktibinoda minati

    taba dasa-sanga-hina je grhastha arbacina ta'ra grhe caturmukha-bhuti na hao kakhana hari kara-dwoya joda kori' kore bhaktibinoda minati

    तब दाससङ्गहीन जे गृहस्थ आर्बचीन ताऽर गृहे चतुर्मुखभूति ना हओ कखन हरि करद्wओय जोड कोरिऽ कोरे भक्तिबिनोद मिनति

    Please never, never let me take birth in the home of a foolish householder who is bereft of the association of Your eternal servant, even if his household opulences rival those of Lord's Brahma's. This is the only humble prayer that Bhaktivinoda is making now with folded hands.