Bhajans by Mary Fewel Tulin: Recent Episodes

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Bhajans sung with guitar and western harmonies by Mary Fewel Tulin and friends.

O foreigner mind, listen. Do not be proud of your homeland.

Let us weep at the door of the Master. Perhaps He will take pity on us.

I tell you the condition of the heart that is in pain. I tell you what exactly Love is.

O Giver, show us the glimpse of Your darshan.

The Giver is sitting within all. Love the Lord.

Who says that I have to die? I have to go to Kirpal's Home.

We have not seen anyone like our beloved Satguru. My Satguru is great. We haven't seen anyone as great as Him.

O mind, at least go and see the face of Guru Kirpal. O mind, at least go and tell Him the pains of the suffering hearts.

The beggars have come to Your door, please give alms.

O Sawan Guru Kirpal, O Giver, the Merciful to the poor ones, we have kept our hopes on You.

We have come and sat at your door, O Giver ...

The hot wind doesn't blow over one who has the Guru's protection.

What praise can I do of Guru Kirpal Who has made this whole world.

O Writer of Fortunes, write on my heart love for the Master.

O Guru Kirpal, come to my home.

Instead of wandering to door after door, fall at the door of the Satguru.

Guru Guru, Guru Guru, say, "Guru, Guru" with love.

Ajaib remembers Kirpal in the bushes of Rajasthan ...

O Giver, I need no one except You!

I have found the beautiful beloved Emperor Kirpal. Except You I have found no other support.

Come Beloved Satguru, come and show me Your face.

O traveler get up; it is dawn – it is not right that you continue sleeping!

The Lord gives whatever is asked from Him.

O Giver, where have You gone? ...

O Beloved, make us go across ...

The Lord gives whatever is asked from Him.

Tear up the paper of the account of my sins. I don't ask for anything else.

Supreme Father Kirpal gave only this messages, and even the wind teaches us this: If you keep walking while doing the Simran, the destination comes to you by itself.

You yourself make us have the color of the True Name. O Beautiful One, come near ...

O mind, only a brave Godman will change your habits.

Hail, Hail my Beloved Satguru, Who reuites the separated ones.

O disciple, become perfect in the love of the True Master.

O Guruji, there is no good quality in me ...

Oh Beloved, forgive. You are the Forgiver, gracious on the suffering ones.

Let Your Name reside in my heart, and let me have the company of the Saints.

O Merciful One, Master Kirpal, we have kept our hopes on You.

In which things is Sawan pleased? How can I know the secret of Sawan?