O Lord, I seek the Sanctuary of the company of Your Saints;

I am worthless, and You are so benevolent. ||1||Pause||

You are the white and yellow threads of silk, and I am like a poor worm.

O Lord, I seek to live in the Company of the Saints, like the bee with its honey. ||2||

My social status is low, my ancestry is low, and my birth is low as well.

I have not performed the service of the Lord, the Lord, says Ravi Daas the cobbler. ||3||3||

Aasaa:

What would it matter, if my body were cut into pieces?

If I were to lose Your Love, Lord, then Your humble servant would be afraid. ||1||

Your lotus feet are the home of my mind.

Drinking in Your Nectar, I have obtained the wealth of the Lord. ||1||Pause||

Prosperity, adversity, property and wealth are just Maya.

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Your humble servant is not engrossed in them. ||2||

Your humble servant is tied by the rope of Your Love.

Says Ravi Daas, what benefit would I get by escaping from it? ||3||4||

Aasaa:

The Lord, Har, Har, Har, Har, Har, Har, Haray.

Meditating on the Lord, the humble are carried across to salvation. ||1||Pause||

Through the Lord's Name, Kabeer became famous and respected.

The accounts of his past incarnations were torn up. ||1||

Because of Naam Dayv's devotion, the Lord drank the milk he offered.

He shall not have to suffer the pains of reincarnation into the world again. ||2||

Servant Ravi Daas is imbued with the Lord's Love.

By Guru's Grace, he shall not have to go to hell. ||3||5||

How does the puppet of clay dance?

He looks and listens, hears and speaks, and runs around. ||1||Pause||

When he acquires something, he is inflated with ego.

But when his wealth is gone, then he cries and bewails. ||1||

In thought, word and deed, he is attached to the sweet and tangy flavors.

When he dies, no one knows where he has gone. ||2||

Says Ravi Daas, the world is just a dramatic play, O Siblings of Destiny.

I have enshrined love for the Lord, the star of the show. ||3||6||

Aasaa, The Word Of Devotee Dhanna Jee:

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

I wandered through countless incarnations, but mind, body and wealth never remain stable.

Attached to, and stained by the poisons of sexual desire and greed, the mind has forgotten the jewel of the Lord. ||1||Pause||

The poisonous fruit seems sweet to the demented mind, which does not know the difference between good and evil.

Turning away from virtue, his love for other things increases, and he weaves again the web of birth and death. ||1||

He does not know the way to the Lord, who dwells within his heart; burning in the trap, he is caught by the noose of death.