। ॥ २२ ॥
In plain words
I bow again and again, I fall at your feet, I have won your grace — and O Lord, I ask you this many times over: when that hour comes, I will not be able to speak. So, ocean of compassion, at the end do not look away from me, not even a little.
Close to the Sanskrit
Having bowed again and again, having fallen at your two feet, having won your grace, O Lord, I entreat you many times over: I am not able to speak at that time, O ocean of compassion — not even the slightest overlooking is to be done at the hour of the end.