My Gopal has got misplaced;
At mind's Vrindavan I weep.
Calling and calling Him, I don't obtain;
Nonetheless, hope to heart I leash.
I did not hear His words;
Only pain have I transferred.
A garland of love's color
I thread, yet ne'er did I make wear.
Candor has He wanted;
Mine had been a line curved.
On a crooked path Himself to gain,
I have craved constantly.
I think in the end is brooking
Sin, if today He appears.
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No doubt I have sinned, but one day He will come and forgive.
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