Ang 1158

BHAIRAO, THE WORD OF THE DEVOTEES, KABEER JEE, FIRST HOUSE: ONE UNIVERSAL CREATOR GOD. BY THE GRACE OF THE TRUE GURU: The Name of the Lord — this alone is my wealth. I do not tie it up to hide it, nor do I sell it to make my living. ||1|| Pause|| The Name is my crop, and the Name is my field. As Your humble servant, I perform devotional worship to You; I seek Your Sanctuary. ||1|| The Name is Maya and wealth for me; the Name is my capital. I do not forsake You; I do not know any other at all. ||2|| The Name is my family, the Name is my brother. The Name is my companion, who will help me in the end. ||3|| One whom the Lord keeps detached from Maya — says Kabeer, I am his slave. ||4||1|| Naked we come, and naked we go. No one, not even the kings and queens, shall remain. ||1|| The Sovereign Lord is the nine treasures for me. The possessions and the spouse to which the mortal is lovingly attached, are Your wealth, O Lord. ||1|| Pause|| They do not come with the mortal, and they do not go with him. What good does it do him, if he has elephants tied up at his doorway? ||2|| The fortress of Sri Lanka was made out of gold, but what could the foolish Raawan take with him when he left? ||3|| Says Kabeer, think of doing some good deeds. In the end, the gambler shall depart empty-handed. ||4||2|| Brahma is polluted, and Indra is polluted. The sun is polluted, and the moon is polluted. ||1|| This world is polluted with pollution. Only the One Lord is Immaculate; He has no end or limitation. ||1|| Pause|| The rulers of kingdoms are polluted. Nights and days, and the days of the month are polluted. ||2|| The pearl is polluted, the diamond is polluted. Wind, fire and water are polluted. ||3|| Shiva, Shankara and Mahaysh are polluted. The Siddhas, seekers and strivers, and those who wear religious robes, are polluted. ||4|| The Yogis and wandering hermits with their matted hair are polluted. The body, along with the swan-soul, is polluted. ||5|| Says Kabeer, those humble beings are approved and pure, who know the Lord. ||6||3|| Let your mind be Mecca, and your body the temple of worship. Let the Supreme Guru be the One who speaks. ||1|| O Mullah, utter the call to prayer. The one mosque has ten doors. ||1|| Pause|| So slaughter your evil nature, doubt and cruelty; consume the five demons and you shall be blessed with contentment. ||2|| Hindus and Muslims have the same One Lord and Master. What can the Mullah do, and what can the Shaykh do? ||3|| Says Kabeer, I have gone insane. Slaughtering, slaughtering my mind, I have merged into the Celestial Lord. ||4||4||

When the stream flows into the Ganges, then it becomes the Ganges. ||1|| Just so, Kabeer has become the Lord. He has become the Embodiment of Truth, and he does not go anywhere else. ||1|| Pause|| Associating with the sandalwood tree, the tree nearby is changed; that tree begins to smell just like the sandalwood tree. ||2|| Coming into contact with the philosophers’ stone, copper is transformed; that copper is transformed into gold. ||3|| In the Society of the Saints, Kabeer is transformed; that Kabeer is transformed into the Lord. ||4||5|| Some apply ceremonial marks to their foreheads, hold malas in their hands, and wear religious robes. Some people think that the Lord is a play-thing. ||1|| If I am insane, then I am Yours, O Lord. How can people know my secret? ||1|| Pause|| I do not pick leaves as offerings, and I do not worship idols. Without devotional worship of the Lord, service is useless. ||2|| I worship the True Guru; forever and ever, I surrender to Him. By such service, I find peace in the Court of the Lord. ||3|| People say that Kabeer has gone insane. Only the Lord realizes the secret of Kabeer. ||4||6|| Turning away from the world, I have forgotten both my social class and ancestry. My weaving now is in the most profound celestial stillness. ||1|| I have no quarrel with anyone. I have abandoned both the Pandits, the Hindu religious scholars, and the Mullahs, the Muslim priests. ||1|| Pause|| I weave and weave, and wear what I weave. Where egotism does not exist, there I sing God’s Praises. ||2|| Whatever the Pandits and Mullahs have written, I reject; I do not accept any of it. ||3|| My heart is pure, and so I have seen the Lord within. Searching, searching within the self, Kabeer has met the Lord. ||4||7|| No one respects the poor man. He may make thousands of efforts, but no one pays any attention to him. ||1|| Pause|| When the poor man goes to the rich man, and sits right in front of him, the rich man turns his back on him. ||1|| But when the rich man goes to the poor man, the poor man welcomes him with respect. ||2|| The poor man and the rich man are both brothers. God’s pre- ordained plan cannot be erased. ||3|| Says Kabeer, he alone is poor, who does not have the Naam, the Name of the Lord, in his heart. ||4||8|| Serving the Guru, devotional worship is practiced. Then, this human body is obtained. Even the gods long for this human body. So vibrate that human body, and think of serving the Lord. ||1|| Vibrate, and meditate on the Lord of the Universe, and never forget Him. This is the blessed opportunity of this human incarnation. ||1|| Pause||