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1Youth and old age - my entire life has passed, but I haven't done any good.

2This priceless soul has been treated as if if were worth no more than a shell. ||3||

3Says Kabeer, O my Lord, You are contained in all.

4There is none as merciful as You are, and none as sinful as I am. ||4||3||

5Bilaaval:

6Every day, he rises early, and brings a fresh clay pot; he passes his life embellishing and glazing it.

7He does not think at all of worldly weaving; he is absorbed in the subtle essence of the Lord, Har, Har. ||1||

8Who in our family has ever chanted the Name of the Lord?

9Ever since this worthless son of mine began chanting with his mala, we have had no peace at all! ||1||Pause||

10Listen, O my sisters-in-law, a wondrous thing has happened!

11This boy has ruined our weaving business. Why didn't he simply die? ||2||

12O mother, the One Lord, the Lord and Master, is the source of all peace. The Guru has blessed me with His Name.

13He preserved the honor of Prahlaad, and destroyed Harnaakhash with his nails. ||3||

14I have renounced the gods and ancestors of my house, for the Word of the Guru's Shabad.

15Says Kabeer, God is the Destroyer of all sins; He is the Saving Grace of His Saints. ||4||4||

16Bilaaval:

17There is no king equal to the Lord.

18All these lords of the world last for only a few days, putting on their false displays. ||1||Pause||

19How can Your humble servant waver? You spread Your shadow over the three worlds.

20Who can raise his hand against Your humble servant? No one can describe the Lord's expanse. ||1||

21Remember Him, O my thoughtless and foolish mind, and the unstruck melody of the sound current will resonate and resound.

22Says Kabeer, my skepticism and doubt have been dispelled; the Lord has exalted me, as He did Dhroo and Prahlaad. ||2||5||

23Bilaaval:

24Save me! I have disobeyed You.

25I have not practiced humility, righteousness or devotional worship; I am proud and egotistical, and I have taken a crooked path. ||1||Pause||

26Believing this body to be immortal, I pampered it, but it is a fragile and perishable vessel.

27Forgetting the Lord who formed, fashioned and embellished me, I have become attached to another. ||1||

28I am Your thief; I cannot be called holy. I have fallen at Your feet, seeking Your Sanctuary.

29Says Kabeer, please listen to this prayer of mine, O Lord; please do not send me sommons of the Messenger of Death. ||2||6||

30Bilaaval:

31I stand humbly at Your Court.

32Who else can take care of me, other than You? Please open Your door, and grant me the Blessed Vision of Your Darshan. ||1||Pause||

33You are the richest of the rich, generous and unattached. With my ears, I listen to Your Praises.

34From whom should I beg? I see that all are beggars. My salvation comes only from You. ||1||

35You blessed Jai Dayv, Naam Dayv and Sudaamaa the Brahmin with Your infinite mercy.

36Says Kabeer, You are the All-powerful Lord, the Great Giver; in an instant, You bestow the four great blessings. ||2||7||

37Bilaaval:

38He has a walking stick, ear-rings, a patched coat and a begging bowl.

39Wearing the robes of a beggar, he wanders around, deluded by doubt. ||1||