Yamuna Bhavavali Song 14

(1) hari he tomāra caraṇa-padma anurāga sudhā-sadma sāgara-śīkara jadi pāya kona bhāgyabāna jane kona kārya-sańgaṭane tā'ra saba duḥkha dūre jāya (2) se sudhā-samudra-kaṇa soḿsārāgni-nirbāpana khaṇete koriyā phele tā'ra parama nibṛtti diyā tomāra caraṇe loya deya tabe ānanda apāra (3) e bhaktibinoda kānde poḍiyā soḿsāra-phānde bole nāhi kona bhāgya mora e ghaṭana nā ghaṭilo āmāra janama gelo bṛthā roinu ho'ye ātma-bhora

(1) Oh my Dear Lord Hari! If a greatly fortunate soul, somehow or other, gets a chance to drink just one nectar-drop sprayed from the rich ocean of love emanating from Your lotus feet, then all of his miseries are automatically and instantly repelled to a far distant place. (2) This single drop from the ocean of nectar completely extinguishes the blazing fire of material existence and gives immediate relief. One who drinks such a drop thus takes hold of Your lotus feet, which bestow upon him transcendentally liberated peace and unlimited spiritual bliss. (3) Now Bhaktivinoda is weeping and says to You, Oh Lord… I am most unfortunate, falling into the snare of this material world. I have never taken a drop of the nectar of Your lotus feet, and therefore my entire life has been wasted, uselessly engrossed in the affairs of this material body.