O all-knowing Lord, have mercy: I am foul, deceitful, the slave of desire

O all-knowing Lord, have mercy: I am foul, deceitful, the slave of desire.
Thou hast given me this precious birth as man: and given happiness and wealth and home besides.
Yet, O Incarnation of mercy, I renounced thy name: always I ran after the world's vain desires.
By sin and its fevers I am sore troubled: now I can bear these pains no more.
From the world I found no hope, no help: O Master, I seek but thy protection.
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Kabir
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