Awake Awake O Khalsa Awake
Thy honor thy glory at stake
Enemy breaking your castle gate
Fear bound yet full of hate.
Rusty armor where is thy sword
Enemy riding in hellish hoard
Deep in slumber O mighty knight
Awake awake there is foe to fight
Under the Master you fought to die
Death glorious over miserable life
Songs of peace and songs of sword
A Nation armed led by the Lord
Beating of drums and bugles blew
Echoes of war and swords drew
Oceanic burst and cannons boom
Foe scared sees coming of doom
Chants of Master in the ears ring
Songs of war saint soldiers sing.
Fight for justice for freedom die
Liberty for people their swords fly.
Like flood and storm Khalsa move
Enemy shaken runs for the grove
Chased by mighty running in trance
Victory to you they have no chance.
Even in prayers steel you speak
Honor save of saints and weak
For this purpose were thou born
True Master greets with loud horn
Friends or foe you accept all
At peace with big and small
God enshrined in your heart
True King with you never apart
A noble friend who cares to heed
Come riding by on shining steed
Anger hate and fears throng
Come save all with victory song
