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Shri Guru Granth Sahib: Shaloks Of Devotee Kabeer Jee

Section 40 - Shaloks Of Devotee Kabeer Jee - Part 001

I would cross the oceans, mountains, wilderness, forests and the nine regions of the earth in a single step, O Musan, for the Love of my Beloved. ||3||

O Musan, the Light of the Lord's Love has spread across the sky;

I cling to my Lord, like the bumble bee caught in the lotus flower. ||4||

Chanting and intense meditation, austere self-discipline, pleasure and peace, honor, greatness and pride

- O Musan, I would dedicate and sacrifice all these for a moment of my Lord's Love. ||5||

O Musan, the world does not understand the Mystery of the Lord; it is dying and being plundered.

It is not pierced through by the Love of the Beloved Lord; it is entangled in false pursuits. ||6||

When someone's home and property are burnt, because of his attachment to them, he suffers in the sorrow of separation.

O Musan, when mortals forget the Merciful Lord God, then they are truly plundered. ||7||

Whoever enjoys the taste of the Lord's Love, remembers His Lotus Feet in his mind.

O Nanak, the lovers of God do not go anywhere else. ||8||

Climbing thousands of steep hillsides, the fickle mind becomes miserable.

Look at the humble, lowly mud, O Jamaal: the beautiful lotus grows in it. ||9||

My Lord has lotus-eyes; His Face is so beautifully adorned.

O Musan, I am intoxicated with His Mystery. I break the necklace of pride into bits. ||10||

I am intoxicated with the Love of my Husband Lord; remembering Him in meditation, I am not conscious of my own body.

He is revealed in all His Glory, all throughout the world. Nanak is a lowly moth at His Flame. ||11||

Shaloks Of Devotee Kabeer Jee:

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

Kabeer, my rosary is my tongue, upon which the Lord's Name is strung.

From the very beginning, and throughout the ages, all the devotees abide in tranquil peace. ||1||

Kabeer, everyone laughs at my social class.

I am a sacrifice to this social class, in which I chant and meditate on the Creator. ||2||

Kabeer, why do you stumble? Why does your soul waver?

He is the Lord of all comforts and peace; drink in the Sublime Essence of the Lord's Name. ||3||

Kabeer, earrings made of gold and studded with jewels,

look like burnt twigs, if the Name is not in the mind. ||4||

Kabeer, rare is such a person, who remains dead while yet alive.

Singing the Glorious Praises of the Lord, he is fearless. Wherever I look, the Lord is there. ||5||

Kabeer, on the day when I die, afterwards there shall be bliss.