Within my mind is the wealth of the Lord's Name. ||4||4||

Remember the Lord, remember the Lord, remember the Lord in meditation, O Siblings of Destiny.

Without remembering the Lord's Name in meditation, a great many are drowned. ||1||Pause||

Your spouse, children, body, house and possessions - you think these will give you peace.

But none of these shall be yours, when the time of death comes. ||1||

Ajaamal, the elephant, and the prostitute committed many sins,

but still, they crossed over the world-ocean, by chanting the Lord's Name. ||2||

You have wandered in reincarnation, as pigs and dogs - did you feel no shame?

Forsaking the Ambrosial Name of the Lord, why do you eat poison? ||3||

Abandon your doubts about do's and dont's, and take to the Lord's Name.

By Guru's Grace, O servant Kabeer, love the Lord. ||4||5||

Dhanaasaree, The Word Of Devotee Naam Dayv Jee:

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

They dig deep foundations, and build lofty palaces.

Can anyone live longer than Markanda, who passed his days with only a handful of straw upon his head? ||1||

The Creator Lord is our only friend.

O man, why are you so proud? This body is only temporary - it shall pass away. ||1||Pause||

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The Kaurvas, who had brothers like Duryodhan, used to proclaim, "This is ours! This is ours!"

Their royal procession extended over sixty miles, and yet their bodies were eaten by vultures. ||2||

Sri Lanka was totally rich with gold; was anyone greater than its ruler Raavan?

What happened to the elephants, tethered at his gate? In an instant, it all belonged to someone else. ||3||

The Yaadvas deceived Durbaasaa, and received their rewards.

The Lord has shown mercy to His humble servant, and now Naam Dayv sings the Glorious Praises of the Lord. ||4||1||

I have brought the ten sensory organs under my control, and erased every trace of the five thieves.

I have filled the seventy-two thousand nerve channels with Ambrosial Nectar, and drained out the poison. ||1||

I shall not come into the world again.

I chant the Ambrosial Bani of the Word from the depths of my heart, and I have instructed my soul. ||1||Pause||

I fell at the Guru's feet and begged of Him; with the mighty axe, I have chopped off emotional attachment.

Turning away from the world, I have become the servant of the Saints; I fear no one except the Lord's devotees. ||2||

I shall be released from this world, when I stop clinging to Maya.

Maya is the name of the power which causes us to be born; renouncing it, we obtain the Blessed Vision of the Lord's Darshan. ||3||

That humble being, who performs devotional worship in this way, is rid of all fear.