O Master look on me
O Master look on me.
I look to Thee, Thou lookest not on me: Thy heart is hardened.
On others some have set their hopes: my hope is set on Thee alone.
Spread for my mind a bed of bliss in the heavens: that rising I may give thee thanks.
Dharm Das prays with clasped hands: O Lord, Kabir loose me from bondage.
I look to Thee, Thou lookest not on me: Thy heart is hardened.
On others some have set their hopes: my hope is set on Thee alone.
Spread for my mind a bed of bliss in the heavens: that rising I may give thee thanks.
Dharm Das prays with clasped hands: O Lord, Kabir loose me from bondage.
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