Hari Hari Ki Mora Karama Abhāga
Narottama Dāsa Ṭhākura
O Lord Hari, Lord Hari, everything I do is inauspicious. I have uselessly wasted my life, and I have no love for You. It is as if my heart were pierced by a sharp javelin.
My Vedic sacrifices, charity, bathing in holy places of pilgrimage, pious deeds, mantra-chanting, and meditation, are all useless and illusory. In my heart I know that without devotional service these things are a joke, like placing valuable ornaments on a naked body.
Although I sometimes hear the nectarean message of Godhead from the mouths of the devotees, because I commit so many offenses, I do not become purified. I continually associate with non-devotees, and in this way all my spiritual advancement is broken apart. What will I do when death comes?
Although again and again I heard the Sruti and Smrti scriptures' declaration that one should take shelter of the Lord Hari's lotus feet in order to become fearless, I did not chant Krsna's name, and I did not meditate on His transcendental form.
I will now concentrate my mind on the lotus feet of Sri Sri Radha and Krsna, and all my material desires will flee far away. Narottama dasa says: Now that I have fixed my mind on Sri Sri Radha and Krsna, I am no longer afraid of my future.