Master of the Shrine

O the Master of the Holy Shrine
You are the Majestic and the Divine
O the Gem of Muhammad's Crown
You are the light of God in our town
O the golden hands that fly
Above the sick and those who cry
O the saviour of the deer
People love you so sincere
O the shining star of the sky
You are always out there so high
O the source of light in the believer's heart
You are always shining there so bright
O the shining face in my eye
I cannot stand to tell you goodbye
O the preacher of the Holy Book
Tell me the words and catch me on your hook
O the rain of peace and glory
Your life is filled with many a story.
 

* Talat June Peiravi.