Patit Uddharan dāsa Brahmacārī

Beloved Guru Maharaj
I worship your grace
Bhaktisiddhanta
Shelter to the race
and Bhaktivedanta
You taught my guru;
You have spoken the truth.
Your words are still new,
Your back straight as youth.
You are so austere: You keep every rule.
And the rascals fear you
The impersonal fools!
But Prabhupada does love you,
And we him do love
And the love goes on through
To Krsna above.
He is in Vrndavana,
We the material well;
Disciple's chain we grab on,
Back to Him, done with hell.