Hail to Thee, oh Lord

Thy call hath brought to life the slumbering ages, Thy warblings have gladdened the hearts of all, and all are dancing to the music of Thy soul, Hail to Thee oh Lord of the tavern.

Thy name gives comfort in all our woes, for we all live by the life-breath of Thy giving, Thou art a lode-star that leads us on and on, Hail to Thee oh Lord of the tavern.

From the dust of Thy feet springs the Light of life, the breath of Thy being enlivens one and all, Thy smile turns autumn into fragrant spring, Hail to Thee oh Lord of the tavern.

Oh Lord! the world is at enmity with peace and goodwill, and the structure of life is torn to shreds, may Thou uplift the earth by Thy magic call of Love, Hail to Thee oh Lord of the tavern.

Thy greatness shines in the House of the Lord, all Thy wonders, we find in Thy Kirpal, oh wake us up to life in Thy living tavern, Hail to Thee oh Lord of the tavern.

All the great sit in a loving congregation at Thy feet, world-weary and tired they come seeking for Thy aid, for Thou alone art a Messiah for all their ills, Hail to Thee oh Lord of the tavern.

From Thee we get the quintessence of all the Masters past, at Thy door we see the world knit as one, the friends and foes alike losing all their discord, Hail to Thee oh Lord of the tavern.

Oh remove the veil that hids Thy Face Divine, and let us drink the Water of Life from Thy glances bright, for the sight of Thy Love-laden glimpse, I roam a wild, Hail to Thee oh Lord of the tavern.

Darshan

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Note: Translation of an Urdu poem written in the sweet remembrance of Hazur Sawan Singh Ji Maharaj.