Poem 54

In plain words

Whatever land one goes to, it is Your name, be sure of it: ‘Sathya Sai’, in daily recitation; wherever one looks, it is Your name, be sure of it: ‘Sathya Sai’, in daily japa; from whatever lips one hears it, it is Your name, be sure of it: ‘Sai Rāma’, in daily japa; wherever one looks, it is Your name, be sure of it: ‘Sathya Sai’, in daily bhajan. He who pervades the whole universe and shines forth, who stands as the refuge of the devotees, the One full of power, who grants Bhakti and protects, He who dwells in Parthi: why would He not hold you close?