WHEN THE warriors came out first from their master's hall, where had they hid their power? Where were their armour and their arms?
They looked poor and helpless, and the arrows were showered upon them on the day they came out from their master's hall.
When the warriors marched back again to their master's hall where
did they hide their power?
They had dropped the sword and dropped the bow and the arrow; peace was on their foreheads, and they had left the fruits of their life behind them on the day they marched back again to their master's hall.

THOU HAST given us to live.
Let us uphold this honour with all our strength and will;
For thy glory rests upon the glory that we are.
Therefore in thy name we oppose the power that would plant its
banner upon our soul.
Let us know that thy light grows dim in the heart that bears its
insult of bondage.
That the life, when it becomes feeble, timidly yields thy throne to untruth.
For weakness is the traitor who betrays our soul.
Let this be our prayer to thee
Give us power to resist pleasure where it enslaves us.
To lift our sorrow up to thee as the summer holds its midday sun.
Make us strong that our worship may flower in love, and bear
fruit in work.
Make us strong that we may not insult the weak and the fallen,
That we may hold our love high where all things around us are
wooing the dust.
They fight and kill for self-love, giving it thy name.
They fight for hunger that thrives on brothers' flesh,
They fight against thine anger and die.
But let us stand firm and suffer with strength
for the True, for the Good, for the Eternal in man,
for thy Kingdom which is in the union of hearts,
for the freedom which is of the Soul.

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.'