Shambhu sings in short, quick lines. Victory to Rama; protect your people burning in the heat of the world. Your arrows burned the night-wanderers like moths in fire. You are the sun that ends the night of pride and attachment; slay Kama the hunter, who shoots men like deer with wrong pleasures. Disease and separation strike those who neglect your feet. Those who lean on your katha and love the saints know neither greed nor pride, take honour and insult alike, and wander the earth content. Then the boon he asks: unfailing bhakti at your lotus feet, and always the company of the good. Uma's lord returns to Kailash, and Rama gives the monkeys comfortable lodgings.
बहु रोग वियोगन्हि लोग हये । भवदंघ्रि निरादर के फल ये । भव सिन्धु अगाध परे, नर ते । पद-पङ्कज प्रेम न जे करते ॥ अति दीन मलीन दुखी नितहीं । जिन्ह के पद-पङ्कज प्रेम नहीं । अवलम्ब भवन्त कथा जिन्ह के । प्रिय सन्त अनन्त सदा तिन्ह कें ॥
bahu roga viyoganhi loga haye | bhavadaṃghri nirādara ke phala ye | bhava sindhu agādha pare, nara te | pada-paṅkaja prema na je karate || ati dīna malīna dukhī nitahīṃ | jinha ke pada-paṅkaja prema nahīṃ | avalamba bhavanta kathā jinha ke | priya santa ananta sadā tinha keṃ ||
नहिं राग न लोभ न मान मदा । तिन्ह कें सम बैभव वा बिपदा । एहि ते तव सेवक होत मुदा । मुनि त्यागत जोग भरोस सदा ॥ करि प्रेम निरन्तर नेम लिये । पद-पङ्कज सेवत सुद्ध हिये । सम मानि निरादर आदरही । सब सन्त सुखी बिचरन्ति मही ॥
nahiṃ rāga na lobha na māna madā | tinha keṃ sama baibhava vā bipadā | ehi te tava sevaka hota mudā | muni tyāgata joga bharosa sadā || kari prema nirantara nema liye | pada-paṅkaja sevata suddha hiye | sama māni nirādara ādarahī | saba santa sukhī bicaranti mahī ||