That dark dweller in Btaj
Is my only refuge.
O, my companion,
Worldy comfort is an illusion,
As soon as you get it, it goes
I have chosen the Indestructible for my refuge
Whom the snake of death
Will not devour.
My Beloved dwells in my heart,
I have actually seen that Abode of Joy.
Mir's Lord is Hari, the Indestructible
My Lord, I have taken refuge with Thee
Thy slave.

Mīrābāī, in Indian Religions: A Historical Reader of Spiritual Expression and Experience, p. 351