। ॥ २६ ॥
In plain words
Skanda's form in my eyes. Skanda's fame in my ears. His purifying story always on my lips. His work in my hands. This body, his servant. Let every state I pass through, all of them, nothing left over, dissolve into Guha.
Close to the Sanskrit
In my sight, Skanda's form; in my hearing, Skanda's fame; in my mouth, always that purifying story of his; in my hand, his work; my body, his servant — let all my states of being, without remainder, stand dissolved in Guha.