। ॥ ६९ ॥
In plain words
Dullness, brutishness, a stained face, crooked ways — none of that is in me, Lord. And if it is? Then you, with the moon on your crest — am I not a fit vessel for your ornaments?
Close to the Sanskrit
Dullness, brutishness, being blemished, and crooked movement — these are not in me, O God. If they are, O moon-crested one, am I not a fit vessel for your ornament?