o khuda teri shan jali na jala lahu teri jat pak hai aye khuda
teri jat pak hai aye khuda teri shan jali na jala lahu
nahi tujhsa koi bhi dusra nahi tujhsa koi bhi dusra
teri shan jali na jala lahu teri jat pak hai aye khuda
teri shan jali na jala lahu

tu khuda garib amir ka tu sahara saho ka peer ka
tu khuda garib amir ka tu sahara saho ka peer ka
tu hai sari dunia ka aasra tu hai sari dunia ka aasra
teri shan jali na jala lahu teri jat pak hai aye khuda
teri shan jali na jala lahu

jise chahe tu wo jalil ho jise chahe tu wo jalil ho
jise chahe tu wo jalil ho jise chahe tu wo jalil ho
kare kaun tujhse mukabla kare kaun tujhse mukabla
teri shan jali na jala lahu teri jat pak hai aye khuda
teri shan jali na jala lahu

kahe tuhjse wahi day khush mai tu sabo ki bharta hai jholiya
kahe tuhjse wahi day khush mai tu sabo ki bharta hai jholiya
hai mujhe bhi tera hi aasra hai mujhe bhi tera hi aasra
teri shan jali na jala lahu teri jat pak hai aye khuda
teri shan jali na jala lahu

O God, Your Glory, a burning pyre, not blood aflame,
Your essence pure, O God.
Your essence pure, O God, Your Glory, a burning pyre, not blood aflame.
None like You, no other like You,
None like You, no other at all.
Your Glory, a burning pyre, not blood aflame, Your essence pure, O God.
Your Glory, a burning pyre, not blood aflame.

You, God of poor and rich alike, support for the patient, the saint's guide,
You, God of poor and rich alike, support for the patient, the saint's guide.
You are the world's sole refuge, You are the world's sole refuge.
Your Glory, a burning pyre, not blood aflame, Your essence pure, O God.
Your Glory, a burning pyre, not blood aflame.

Whom You will, they are humbled, whom You will, they are humbled,
Whom You will, they are humbled, whom You will, they are humbled.
Who can contend with You, who can challenge You?
Your Glory, a burning pyre, not blood aflame, Your essence pure, O God.
Your Glory, a burning pyre, not blood aflame.

Those who call on You, You grant joy, You fill all vessels,
Those who call on You, You grant joy, You fill all vessels.
I, too, find refuge in You, I, too, find refuge in You.
Your Glory, a burning pyre, not blood aflame, Your essence pure, O God.
Your Glory, a burning pyre, not blood aflame.