ye dunia banana or banake fir chalana
bas usi ka kam hai bada jordar uska intzam hai
ho bada jabardast uska intzam hai
rat ko hi rat parbhat ko parbhat
sham hi ko sham hai bada jordar uska intzam hai
ho bada jabardast uska intzam hai
ye dunia banana or banake fir chalana
bas usi ka kam hai bada jordar uska intzam hai
ho bada jabardast uska intzam hai

jal pe hai thal or thal pe aasman hai
fir bhi ek duje pe na bojh ke saman hai
jal pe hai thal or thal pe aasman hai
fir bhi ek duje pe na bojh ke saman hai
gajab ka ye jahan hai bin khambe ka makan hai
gajab ka ye jahan hai bin khambe ka makan hai
jaha ka ek ek tan uska gulam hai
bada jordar uska intzam hai
ho bada jabar dast uska intzam hai
ye dunia banana or banake fir chalana
bas usi ka kam hai bada jordar uska intzam hai
ho bada jabar dast uska intzam hai

surya chandar tare apne dharam se na tal sake
insan ki majal kya jo uska kram badal sake
surya chandar tare apne dharam se na tal sake
insan ki majal kya jo uska kram badal sake
ik phul bhi khile nahi ek patta bhi hile nahi
ik phul bhi khile nahi ek patta bhi hile nahi
sare jaha ki hath me uske lagam hai
bada jordar uska intzam hai
ho bada jabar dast uska intzam hai
ye dunia banana or banake fir chalana
bas usi ka kam hai bada jordar uska intzam hai
ho bada jabar dast uska intzam hai

samdarsi kahlane wale pita ka sar jhukta hai
agar mere chune se jo bhagwan ka rath rukta hai
sansar ke rath ko chalane wala hamko chale nahi
wo achut hamko samjhe to rath ye chale nahi
wo achut hamko samjhe to rath ye chale nahi
wo achut hamko samjhe to rath ye chale nahi

He crafts the world, then guides its flow,
His orchestration, a powerful show.
A grand design, a masterful art,
Night to night, and dawn to dawn impart,
Evening to evening, a rhythm's decree,
A powerful show for all to see.
A grand design, of boundless might,
He crafts the world, and sets it right.
His orchestration, a wondrous art,

On water, earth, and sky so vast,
Each holds its place, its shadows cast,
On water, earth, and skies so wide,
No burden borne, no place to hide.
A wondrous realm, a sight to seize,
A house unpillared, a gentle breeze,
Each mortal form, His loyal slave,
His powerful show, beyond the grave.
A grand design, so full of grace,
He crafts the world, and finds its place,
His orchestration, a wondrous art.

The sun, the moon, and stars so bright,
Their destined paths, they hold in sight,
No human hand, with all its skill,
Can bend His will, or break His thrill.
The sun, the moon, and stars so grand,
No human force can change His hand.
A single bloom, it cannot stray,
Nor leaf does tremble, come what may,
The world's reins held within His hold,
His powerful show, a story told.
A grand design, a boundless art,
He crafts the world, to play its part,
His orchestration, a wondrous art.

The Father, wise, with head bowed low,
If my touch halts the chariot's flow,
The chariot of the world He steers,
He would not deceive, assuage our fears,
If I'm untouchable in His sight,
The chariot stops, and dims the light.
If I'm untouchable in His light,
The chariot will cease its flight.