To my house has come the Lord, the Sat Guru

To my house has come the Lord, the Sat Guru.
My courtyard glitters: A wealth of bliss has he brought.
All my pains, dear friend, have vanished — I to-day have found my Love.
Blessed be Bidhata for the lines he has written, which have brightened all my lot.
Tender words and boundless comforts showered on me from the Kalpa-tree's shade.
Blessed be she who bore Sant like this: may her happiness be great.
Prayer and penance, rites and duties, these are endless: With the tongue alone the Name is sung.
O Dharm Das, at the side of the Sat Guru, in a moment I gained the highest heights.
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