कबीर सात समुंदहि मसु करउ कलम करउ बनराइ ॥बसुधा कागदु जउ करउ हरि जसु लिखनु न जाइ ॥ ८१ ॥*kabīra sāta samuṁdahi masu karau kalama karau banarāi ॥**basudhā kāgadu jau karau hari jasu likhanu na jāi ॥ 81 ॥*
In plain words
Kabīr, if I made ink of the seven seas and a pen of every tree in the forest, if I made the earth my paper, Hari's praise still could not be written down.