In plain words
Though he knows the gathered essence of every śāstra and Purāṇa, though he is a learned man versed in Vedānta, though, his delight brimming over, in lovely mansions he takes his pleasure, a moon among kings, though on the field of battle, his foes put to rout, he shines as the one hero of the world, though, pining at the mercy of the goddess of poverty, he is a servant, a very store of misfortune: if he has no Bhakti, he is of no use at all. Rather than a lord of the world who is without Bhakti, it is the servant devoted to the devotee who is worthy of reverence. What other than this shall I make known?
Embodiments of Prema! The body, the senses, Manas and Buddhi are like garments that man has put on; they are vestures. Only when we have clearly recognised the principle of these senses do we understand the way to bring them under control. On the day we fail to recognise the secret of the body, senses, Manas and Buddhi, on that very day troubles of every kind befall us.