I.92. avadhu begam des hamara O SADHU! my land is a sorrowless land. I cry aloud to all, to the king and the beggar, the emperor and the fakir Whosoever seeks for shelter in the Highest, let all come and settle in my land! Let the weary come and lay his burdens here! So live here, my brother, that you may cross with ease to that other shore. It is a land without earth or sky, without moon or stars; For only the radiance of Truth shines in my Lord's Durbar. Kabir says: 'O beloved brother! naught is essential save Truth.'
YOU HIDE yourself in your own glory, my King. The sand-grain and the dew-drop are more proudly apparent than yourself. The world unabashed calls all things its own that are yours-yet it is never brought to shame. You make room for us while standing aside in silence; therefore love lights her own lamp to seek you and comes to your worship unbidden.