Poem 178

In plain words

Merely by wearing the ochre robe Bhakti is not a gooseberry in the palm of the hand; merely by uttering a mantra with the mouth, the sin that was done does not scatter away; by taking up the Gītā and shouting aloud merit does not pile up in our house. He in whom the words he speaks and the deeds he does are one: he alone is the sādhu. Taking out the foul rot that is ego and slander of others, the feeling that in all living beings the Lord of all is one, if one holds it fast in the mind, on that very day the company of sādhus will flourish.