O Sadhus, sing the praise of Hari

O Sadhus, sing the praise of Hari.
He the world's guardian, father, mother, destroying sins and ending pains.
He is the Giver of four blessings: the blessings four receive from him.
He knows all, in all hearts dwelling, Unchanging, Infinite, Immortal.
He is all-truth, all-life, all-bliss: in His bliss be Thou absorbed.
Great king, a mine of countless qualities, His praise a tale that none can tell.
Keep ever pure the mind, the speech, and sing in joyful meditation.
This world is a dream of night, O brother: why prate therein of “Thine and Mine.”
O Mehar, in Hari find thy refuge in meditation at His feet.
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Mehar Das
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