Hymn of Kabir

Lord, I weave the cloth of Thy Name.

The fruitless toil

Of weaving for the world

Has come to an end;

I have attained

The dazzling state of bliss -

Free from fear, free from pain,

I am the weaver, Oh Lord, of Thy Name;

I weave and reap the profit

Of inner rapport with Thee.

I am the weaver of the Lord's Name.

 

KABIR