स पुण्यः स गण्यः शरण्यो ममायंनरो वेद यो देवचूडामणिं त्वाम् ।सदाकारमेकं चिदानन्दरूपंमनोवागगम्यं परं धाम राम ॥ १८ ॥
In plain words
Whoever knows you is holy; he is the one who counts; he is where I would take shelter — that man, right there. And you, Rāma, are the crest-jewel of the gods: Being itself as form, the One, consciousness and bliss by nature, past the reach of any thought or any word, the supreme abode.
Close to the Sanskrit
He is holy, he is worth reckoning, he is a refuge for me — this man, who knows you, O Rāma: the crest-jewel of the gods, whose form is Being, the One, whose nature is consciousness and bliss, unreachable by mind and speech, the supreme abode.