Ya Khabir Ya Khabir, All Knowing From the Source
Within. Ya Khabir, Oh Lord and Liege, Oh Holy Blessed One, The depth and height Of ‘just plain folk’. Ya Khabir, Oh silly one Hu makes me see My folly, And laugh. Ya Khabir, my Nabi Shakur Allah That you dwell so close. Ya Khabir, Say no more. Let us dwell diminished In Yh Khabir. © 2007 Shamsuddin Sign in to see full entry.
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