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III. 118. aj din ke main jaun balihari

 

THIS DAY is dear to me above all other days, for to-day the Beloved Lord is a guest in my house;

My chamber and my courtyard are beautiful with His presence.

My longings sing His Name, and they are become lost in His great beauty:

I wash His feet, and I look upon His Face; and I lay before

Him as an offering my body, my mind, and all that I have.

What a day of gladness is that day in which my Beloved, who is my treasure, comes to my house!

All evils fly from my heart when I see my Lord.

'My love has touched Him; my heart is longing for the Name which is Truth.'

Thus sings Kabir, the servant of all servants.