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Poem LXXI

III. 13. sâdh sangat pîtam

Go thou to the company of the good, where the Beloved One has His
  dwelling place:
Take all thy thoughts and love and instruction from thence.
Let that assembly be burnt to ashes where His Name is not spoken!
Tell me, how couldst thou hold a wedding-feast, if the bridegroom
  himself were not there?
Waver no more, think only of the Beloved;
Set not thy heart on the worship of other gods, there is no worth
  in the worship of other masters.
Kabîr deliberates and says: "Thus thou shalt never find the
  Beloved!"