ISKCON—Malasya

Searching and searching I have been for long,
Yet knowing not what I was searching for.
With each moment growing more and more forlorn,
Death was what I had thought of.

But my Dearest Father, Srila Prabhupada,
From afar You have come
To let flow from Your Divine Heart
The Causeless Mercy that has picked me up
And shown me the true path
Of life's beauty and love.

Now I know that material life
If understood is simply a jest,
If misunderstood it becomes a pest,
And once relinquished through love
Of Lord Radha-Krsna,
It is at its best.

Let me chant forever
The Glories of the master of my soul,
The Divine messenger of the golden avatar,
Whose pure love of Krsna
Transforms blind barking dogs into Evangellic demigods.

All Glories! All Glories! With millions of
heavenly voices, mrdunga and karatals,
and millions of roses and lotuses.
With a throbbing heart,
Jai! Jai! Gurudev.

Let me become the humble servant
of the servant of the servant
Of your lotus feet.

Loving Father, please be
merciful upon me
For you are my only shelter.

Father, please save me,
for I'm the most fallen.
Father please save me,
for one one else can.

I know I'm not worthy
of having Your mercy,
But without You
I cannot stand.

I know You have told me
that once we loved Krsna.
You said
that's where we belong.

But I am so foolish,
I can't tell the difference;
And I've been far away
for so long.

My Father, You've said
if we try we can love Him,
Although our lost hearts
are all callous and hard.

Then we can fly
fully free from the forest,
That's in ashes, all
broken and charred.

It's cold and it's dark
in this old world without You.
It's like a dry lake,
without the white swan.
There is no red lotus
of heavenly fragrance,
And the essence of life
it is gone.

I was blind as a donkey
until I first heard You,
The chanting and dancing
in transcendental love.
Now I can live
by Your loving instructions,
Your mercy now here
from above.

If I can just keep
Your eternal instructions,
My spiritual life
is assured.
Without deviation
I'll stay in this mercy,
And my mind will not
be allured.

Now I'm growing older;
my time it is thinning.
Your loving instructions
I've got to live
To chant Hare Krsna
and think of You always,
And my heart
in surrender to give.

My Father, You're coming
from far away places
To give us the nectar,
so pure and so sweet.
I know You must hurry,
but just for a moment,
May I touch my head
to Your feet.

Malaysia is waiting
for Your lotus footprint,
To hear You chanting,
and then hear You speak.
She's fallen and lonely,
but by Your kind mercy,
She'll bow down,
so humble and meek.

I've tried to make kirtana
and preach of Your glories.
I've tried to help children
revive their lost love.
Now You are coming
to pour out the honey
And take us all home
up above.

You're going all over,
distributing mercy.
You're giving all people
eternal pure love.
That love is for Krsna,
the original Person,
The cause of all causes,
above.