maa ke darbar me sab milkar aao ji
maa ke darbar me sab milkar aao ji
mata ki mahima sache dil se gao ji
mata ki mahima sache dil se gao ji
tu sabke kaaj saware jo aaye tere dware
chu na paye koi uski chao
o sherawali maa o mehrawali maa
o sherawali maa o mehrawali maa
maa ke darbar me sab milkar aao ji
maa ke darbar me sab milkar aao ji
mata ki mahima sache dil se gao ji
ho mata ki mahima sache dil se gao ji
maa ho maa maa shera waliye

prem se bolo jai mata di sare bolo jai mata di
jor se bolo jai mata di milke bolo jai mata di

sab ke bhag me tere darshan ke sanjog nahi hai
teri kasauti par utre pure hum vo log nahi hai
jai mata di jai mata di
sab ke bhag me tere darshan ke sanjog nahi hai
teri kasauti par utre pure hum vo log nahi hai
tu na le priksha hamari hum is yog nahi hai
o sherawali maa o mehrawali maa
o sherawali maa o mehrawali maa
maa ke darbar me sab milkar aao ji
maa ke darbar me sab milkar aao ji
mata ki mahima sachche dil se gao ji
ho mata ki mahima sachche dil se gao ji
maa o maa maa sherawaliye maa mehrawaliye

teri jot to sada jalegi sakshat tu jwala
daya ki ek kiran tu dede man me kar de ujala
jai mata di jai mata di
teri jot to sada jalegi sakshat tu jwala
daya ki ek kiran tu dede man me kar de ujala
bin mange sab kuch pa jaye dar pe aane wala
oh sherawali maa oh mehrawali maa
oh sherawali maa oh mehrawali maa
maa ke darbar me sab milkar aao ji
mata ki mahima sache dil se gao ji
tu sab ke kaaj sanwaare jo aaye tere dware
chu na paye koi uski chao
oh sherawali maa oh mehrawali maa
oh sherawali maa oh mehrawali maa

prem se bolo jai mata di sare bolo jai mata di
jor se bolo jai mata di milke bolo jai mata di
maa o maa jai mata di maa jai mata di
maa jota wali maa sherawali maa mehrawali
maa jota wali jai mata di

Gather close, to Mother's court descend,
To sing Her glory, let your spirits mend.
She mends all fates, for those who seek Her grace,
No shadow falls where She has marked the space.
O, She who rides the lion, Mother kind,
O, She who showers blessings on mankind.
Gather close, to Mother's court descend,
To sing Her glory, let your spirits mend.
Mother, Mother, She of lion's might,
Speak in love, "Victory to Mother's light!"
Shout it forth, and all together say,
"Victory to Mother!" light the way!

Not all are blessed to see Her face,
We fail the tests, we fall from grace.
Jai Mata Di, Jai Mata Di,
Not all are blessed to see Her face,
We fail the tests, we fall from grace.
Spare us the tests, we cannot hold the pace.
O, She who rides the lion, Mother kind,
O, She who showers blessings on mankind.
Gather close, to Mother's court descend,
To sing Her glory, let your spirits mend.
Mother, Mother, She of lion's might,
Mother of blessings, shining bright.

Your flame eternal, a radiant fire,
A ray of mercy, fueling desire.
Jai Mata Di, Jai Mata Di,
Your flame eternal, a radiant fire,
A ray of mercy, fueling desire.
All needs are met, at Her altar higher.
O, She who rides the lion, Mother kind,
O, She who showers blessings on mankind.
Gather close, to Mother's court descend,
To sing Her glory, let your spirits mend.
She mends all fates, for those who seek Her grace,
No shadow falls where She has marked the space.
O, She who rides the lion, Mother kind,
O, She who showers blessings on mankind.

Speak in love, "Victory to Mother's light!"
Shout it forth, and all together say,
"Victory to Mother!" light the way!
Mother, Mother, Victory to Mother,
Mother of flame, She who rides the lion,
Mother of blessings, light the way!
Mother of flame, Victory to Mother!