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In plain words
I am destitute, broken and in pain; despondent, exhausted and worn down. Yet you, O Śambhu, are the Antarātma — the inner Ātma — of every living being. Can my anguish be unknown to you? O Lord, protect me.
Close to the Sanskrit
I am poor, wretched, broken; I suffer. I am dejected, exhausted, weary and afflicted. You are the Antarātma, the inner Ātma, of living beings, O Śambhu. Do you not know my anguish? O Lord, you protect me.