RAAG SORAT’H, THE WORD OF DEVOTEE KABEER JEE, FIRST HOUSE
O soul-bride, slave, where did you obtain that wisdom, by which you erased your inscription of doubt? Kabeer has tasted that subtle essence; by Guru’s Grace, his mind is reconciled with the Lord. ||4||5|| Without Him, we cannot even live; when we meet Him, then our task is completed. People say it is good to live forever, but without dying, there is no life. ||1|| So now, what sort wisdom should I contemplate and preach? As I watch, worldly things dissipate. ||1|| Pause|| Saffron is ground up, and mixed with sandalwood; without eyes, the world is seen. The son has given birth to his father; without a place, the city has been established. ||2|| The humble beggar has found the Great Giver, but he is unable to eat what he has been given. He cannot leave it alone, but it is never exhausted. He shall not go to beg from others any longer. ||3|| Those select few, who know how to die while yet alive, enjoy great peace. Kabeer has found that wealth; meeting with the Lord, he has erased his self-conceit. ||4||6|| What use is it to read, and what use is it to study? What use is it to listen to the Vedas and the Puraanas? What use is reading and listening, if celestial peace is not attained? ||1|| The fool does not chant the Name of the Lord. So what does he think of, over and over again? ||1|| Pause|| In the darkness, we need a lamp to find the incomprehensible thing. I have found this incomprehensible thing; my mind is illuminated and enlightened. ||2|| Says Kabeer, now I know Him; since I know Him, my mind is pleased and appeased. My mind is pleased and appeased, and yet, people do not believe it. They do not believe it, so what can I do? ||3||7|| In his heart there is deception, and yet in his mouth are words of wisdom. You are false — why are you churning water? ||1|| Why do you bother to wash your body? Your heart is still full of filth. ||1|| Pause|| The gourd may be washed at the sixty-eight sacred shrines, but even then, its bitterness is not removed. ||2|| Says Kabeer after deep contemplation, please help me cross over the terrifying world-ocean, O Lord, O Destroyer of ego. ||3||8||