Grant unto me, O Master, the gift of devotion, for Thou art a great Donor,
I wish I may not forget Thee all my life and serve Thee always,
Pilgrimages, fasts and vigils attract me not, nor the worship of gods;
I have no desire for anything save Thee;
Thou art everything to me, O Possessor of all riches!
I need nothing when I have a Perfect Master by my side;
I would not like even in dream to think of wife, wealth and children,
  but of Thee and Thy Greatness.
Listen ye to the prayer of Dharam Das, O the Munificent Lord !
Take me out of the gyres and make me Thine own.
 

THE PRAYER of SURDAS

O Lord! have mercy on me,
Thou Knower of all hearts, I have no virtue in me.
I cannot get rid of my evil, not even momentarily,
I have on my head a heavy load of cunning and deceit.
Entangled amongst wife, son and riches, I have lost my very self,
O, come to the rescue of Sur, as his barque is about to sink.