O! Kabir, the best saintly Master,
You're above and beyond time;
The lesson of truth you teach us,
Still looms unbeatable and prime.
The path to spirituality you show
Remains the best in every clime,
The religion that you ever talk of
Stands unparalleled and sublime.
Your book Bijak purges our souls
That have been marred by grime,
Your teachings inspire all of us
To gear up for the highest climb.
You severely lampoon hypocrisy,
O! The master of spiritual rhyme;
You have been our divine Angel,
Saving us from all sorts of crime.