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Pati rakho bhaktan hitkaari

Protect the devotees

Lyrics

Tek

Pati rakho bhaktan hitkaari

Keep our honour in the sabha of devotees

Sabha mein hamaari

O protector of devotees

Pad

Gaj aru grah lare jal bhitar

In the lake the elephant and crocodile fought — you saved the elephant

Doobat gaj ko ubaari

As Narasimha for Prahlad

Narsimha rupa Prahlaad hetu ghar

You tore open Hiranyakashyap’s belly

Harnaakush ko vodra vidaari

In our sabha

Sabha mein hamaari

Indra angrily flooded Braj with rain

Indrahi kop kiyo Braj uphar

The cowherds called on Krishna

Prale kaal jal bhaari

Giridhari held the mountain on his finger

Gwaal baal Siri Krishan pukaare ho

In our sabha

Iti athpar girvar Giridhaari

Sabha mein hamaari

You saved Draupadi’s honour in the assembly

When Dushasan pulled her sari

Sabha bich Draupadi pat raakhe

When the Rana gave Mira poison

Chir Dusaasan haari

You turned it to nectar

Raana risaai vish di no Mira ko

In our sabha

Vish amrit mukh mein daari

Sabha mein hamaari

Whenever devotees are in trouble, the Lord incarnates

Pushkar Das says with joined hands

Jab jab bhir pare bhaktan par

You have saved me and many fallen ones

Tab tab prabhu autaari

In our sabha

Pushkar Daas kahat kar jori ho

Mohi pati tane kantaari

Sabha mein hamaari

Meaning

Tek

Keep our honour in the sabha of devotees O protector of devotees

Pad

In the lake the elephant and crocodile fought — you saved the elephant As Narasimha for Prahlad You tore open Hiranyakashyap’s belly In our sabha

Indra angrily flooded Braj with rain The cowherds called on Krishna Giridhari held the mountain on his finger In our sabha

You saved Draupadi’s honour in the assembly When Dushasan pulled her sari When the Rana gave Mira poison You turned it to nectar In our sabha

Whenever devotees are in trouble, the Lord incarnates Pushkar Das says with joined hands You have saved me and many fallen ones In our sabha