Ang 478

AASAA: As long as the oil and the wick are in the lamp, everything is illuminated. But when the oil is burnt, the wick goes out, and the mansion becomes desolate. ||1|| O mad- man, no one will keep you, for even a moment. Meditate on the Name of that Lord. ||1|| Pause|| Tell me, whose mother is that, whose father is that, and which man has a wife? When the pitcher of the body breaks, no one cares for you at all. Everyone says, “Take him away, take him away!”||2|| Sitting on the threshold, his mother cries, and his brothers take away the coffin. Taking down her hair, his wife cries out in sorrow, and the swan-soul departs all alone. ||3|| Says Kabeer, listen, O Saints, about the terrifying world-ocean. This human suffers torture and the Messenger of Death will not leave him alone, O Lord of the World. ||4||9|| DU-TUKAS||

ONE UNIVERSAL CREATOR GOD. BY THE GRACE OF THE TRUE GURU: AASAA OF KABEER JEE, CHAU-PADAS, IK-TUKAS: Sanak and Sanand, the sons of Brahma, could not find the Lord’s limits. Brahma wasted his life away, continually reading the Vedas. ||1|| Churn the churn of the Lord, O my Siblings of Destiny. Churn it steadily, so that the essence, the butter, may not be lost. ||1|| Pause|| Make your body the churning jar, and use the stick of your mind to churn it. Gather the curds of the Word of the Shabad. ||2|| The churning of the Lord is to reflect upon Him within your mind. By Guru’s Grace, the Ambrosial Nectar flows into us. ||3|| Says Kabeer, if the Lord, our King casts His Glance of Grace, one is carried across to the other side, holding fast to the Lord’s Name. ||4||1||10||

AASAA: The wick has dried up, and the oil is exhausted. The drum does not sound, and the actor has gone to sleep. ||1|| The fire has gone out, and no smoke is produced. The One Lord is pervading and permeating everywhere; there is no other second. ||1|| Pause|| The string has broken, and the guitar makes no sound. He mistakenly ruins his own affairs. ||2|| When one comes to understand, he forgets his preaching, ranting and raving, and arguing. ||3|| Says Kabeer, the state of supreme dignity is never far from those who conquer the five demons of the body passions. ||4||2||11||

AASAA: As many mistakes as the son commits, his mother does not hold them against him in her mind. ||1|| O Lord, I am Your child. Why not destroy my sins? ||1|| Pause|| If the son, in anger, runs away, even then, his mother does not hold it against him in her mind. ||2|| My mind has fallen into the whirlpool of anxiety. Without the Naam, how can I cross over to the other side? ||3|| Please, bless my body with pure and lasting understanding, Lord; in peace and poise, Kabeer chants the Praises of the Lord. ||4||3||12||

AASAA: My pilgrimage to Mecca is on the banks of the Gomati River; the spiritual teacher in his yellow robes dwells there. ||1|| Waaho! Waaho! Hail! Hail! How wondrously he sings. The Name of the Lord is pleasing to my mind. ||1|| Pause|| Naarada the sage, and Shaarada the goddess of knowledge, serve the Lord. The goddess Lakhshmi sits by Him as His slave. ||2|| The mala is around my neck, and the Lord’s Name is upon my tongue. I repeat the Naam, the Name of the Lord, a thousand times, and bow in reverence to Him. ||3|| Says Kabeer, I sing the Glorious Praises of the Lord; I teach both Hindus and Muslims. ||4||4||13||