Within the body and mind are thieves like sexual desire,

which has stolen my jewel of spiritual wisdom.

I am a poor orphan, O God; unto whom should I complain?

Who has not been ruined by sexual desire? What am I? ||1||

O Lord, I cannot endure this agonizing pain.

What power does my fickle mind have against it? ||1||Pause||

Sanak, Sanandan, Shiva and Suk Dayv

were born out of Brahma's naval chakra.

The poets and the Yogis with their matted hair

all lived their lives with good behavior. ||2||

You are Unfathomable; I cannot know Your depth.

O God, Master of the meek, unto whom should I tell my pains?

Please rid me of the pains of birth and death, and bless me with peace.

Kabeer utters the Glorious Praises of God, the Ocean of peace. ||3||5||

There is one merchant and five traders.

The twenty-five oxen carry false merchandise.

There are nine poles which hold the ten bags.

The body is tied by the seventy-two ropes. ||1||

I don't care at all about such commerce.

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It depletes my capital, and the interest charges only increase. ||Pause||

Weaving the seven threads together, they carry on their trade.

They are led on by the karma of their past actions.

The three tax-collectors argue with them.

The traders depart empty-handed. ||2||

Their capital is exhausted, and their trade is ruined.

The caravan is scattered in the ten directions.

Says Kabeer, O mortal, your tasks will be accomplished,

when you merge in the Celestial Lord; let your doubts run away. ||3||6||

Basant Hindol, Second House:

One Universal Creator God. By The Grace Of The True Guru:

The mother is impure, and the father is impure. The fruit they produce is impure.

Impure they come, and impure they go. The unfortunate ones die in impurity. ||1||

Tell me, O Pandit, O religious scholar, which place is uncontaminated?

Where should I sit to eat my meal? ||1||Pause||

The tongue is impure, and its speech is impure. The eyes and ears are totally impure.

The impurity of the sexual organs does not depart; the Brahmin is burnt by the fire. ||2||

The fire is impure, and the water is impure. The place where you sit and cook is impure.

Impure is the ladle which serves the food. Impure is the one who sits down to eat it. ||3||

Impure is the cow dung, and impure is the kitchen square. Impure are the lines that mark it off.

Says Kabeer, they alone are pure, who have obtained pure understanding. ||4||1||7||

Raamaanand Jee, First House:

One Universal Creator God. By The Grace Of The True Guru:

Where should I go? My home is filled with bliss.

My consciousness does not go out wandering. My mind has become crippled. ||1||Pause||