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You are constant in each and every heart, and in all things. O Dear Lord, you are the One.

Some are givers, and some are beggars. This is all Your Wondrous Play.

You Yourself are the Giver, and You Yourself are the Enjoyer. I know no other than You.

You are the Supreme Lord God, Limitless and Infinite. What Virtues of Yours can I speak of

and describe?

Unto those who serve You, unto those who serve You, Dear Lord, servant Nanak is a

sacrifice. ||2||

Those who meditate on You, Lord, those who meditate on You-those humble beings dwell in

peace in this world.

They are liberated, they are liberated-those who meditate on the Lord. For them, the noose

of death is cut away.

Those who meditate on the Fearless One, on the Fearless Lord-all their fears are dispelled.

Those who serve, those who serve my Dear Lord, are absorbed into the Being of the Lord,

Har, Har.

Blessed are they, blessed are they, who meditate on their Dear Lord. Servant Nanak is a

sacrifice to them. ||3||

Devotion to You, devotion to You, is a treasure overflowing, infinite and beyond measure.

Your devotees, Your devotees praise You, Dear Lord, in many and various and countless

ways.

For You, many, for You, so very many perform worship services, O Dear Infinite Lord; they

practice disciplined meditation and chant endlessly.

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For You, many, for You, so very many read the various Simritees and Shaastras. They

perform rituals and religious rites.

Those devotees, those devotees are sublime, O servant Nanak, who are pleasing to my Dear

Lord God. ||4||

You are the Primal Being, the Most Wonderful Creator. There is no other as Great as You.

Age after age, You are the One. Forever and ever, You are the One. You never change, O

Creator Lord.

Everything happens according to Your Will. You Yourself accomplish all that occurs.

You Yourself created the entire universe, and having fashioned it, You Yourself shall destroy

it all.

Servant Nanak sings the Glorious Praises of the Dear Creator, the Knower of all. ||5||1||

Aasaa, Fourth Mehl:

You are the True Creator, my Lord and Master.

Whatever pleases You comes to pass. As You give, so do we receive. ||1||Pause||

All belong to You, all meditate on you.

Those who are blessed with Your Mercy obtain the Jewel of the Naam, the Name of the Lord.

The Gurmukhs obtain it, and the self-willed manmukhs lose it.

You Yourself separate them from Yourself, and You Yourself reunite with them again. ||1||

You are the River of Life; all are within You.

There is no one except You.

All living beings are Your playthings.

The separated ones meet, and by great good fortune, those suffering in separation are

reunited once again. ||2||

They alone understand, whom You inspire to understand;

they continually chant and repeat the Lord's Praises.

Those who serve You find peace.

They are intuitively absorbed into the Lord's Name. ||3||

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You Yourself are the Creator. Everything that happens is by Your Doing.

There is no one except You.

You created the creation; You behold it and understand it.

O servant Nanak, the Lord is revealed through the Gurmukh, the Living Expression of the

Guru's Word. ||4||2||

Aasaa, First Mehl:

In that pool, people have made their s, but the water there is as hot as fire!

In the swamp of emotional attachment, their feet cannot move. I have seen them drowning

there. ||1||

In your mind, you do not remember the One Lord-you fool!

You have forgotten the Lord; your virtues shall wither away. ||1||Pause||

I am not celibate, nor truthful, nor scholarly. I was born foolish and ignorant into this world.

Prays Nanak, I seek the Sanctuary of those who have not forgotten You, O Lord! ||2||3||

Aasaa, Fifth Mehl:

This human body has been given to you.

This is your chance to meet the Lord of the Universe.

Nothing else will work.

Join the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy; vibrate and meditate on the Jewel of the

Naam. ||1||

Make every effort to cross over this terrifying world-ocean.

You are squandering this life uselessly in the love of Maya. ||1||Pause||

I have not practiced meditation, self-discipline, self-restraint or righteous living.

I have not served the Holy; I have not acknowledged the Lord, my King.

Says Nanak, my actions are contemptible!

O Lord, I seek Your Sanctuary; please, preserve my honor! ||2||4||

Sohilaa ~ The Song Of Praise. Raag Gauree Deepakee, First Mehl:

One Universal Creator God. By The Grace Of The True Guru:

In that house where the Praises of the Creator are chanted and contemplated

-in that house, sing Songs of Praise; meditate and remember the Creator Lord. ||1||

Sing the Songs of Praise of my Fearless Lord.

I am a sacrifice to that Song of Praise which brings eternal peace. ||1||Pause||

Day after day, He cares for His beings; the Great Giver watches over all.

Your Gifts cannot be appraised; how can anyone compare to the Giver? ||2||

The day of my wedding is pre-ordained. Come, gather together and pour the oil over the

threshold.

My friends, give me your blessings, that I may merge with my Lord and Master. ||3||

Unto each and every , into each and every heart, this summons is sent out; the call

comes each and every day.

Remember in meditation the One who summons us; O Nanak, that day is drawing near!

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Raag Aasaa, First Mehl:

There are six schools of philosophy, six teachers, and six sets of teachings.

But the Teacher of teachers is the One, who appears in so many forms. ||1||

O Baba: that system in which the Praises of the Creator are sung

-follow that system; in it rests true greatness. ||1||Pause||

The seconds, minutes and hours, days, weeks and months,

and the various seasons originate from the one sun;

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O Nanak, in just the same way, the many forms originate from the Creator. ||2||2||

Raag Dhanaasaree, First Mehl:

Upon that cosmic plate of the sky, the sun and the moon are the lamps. The stars and their

orbs are the studded pearls.

The fragrance of sandalwood in the air is the temple incense, and the wind is the fan. All the

plants of the world are the altar flowers in offering to You, O Luminous Lord. ||1||

What a beautiful Aartee, lamp-lit worship service this is! O Destroyer of Fear, this is Your

Ceremony of Light.

The Unstruck Sound-current of the Shabad is the vibration of the temple drums. ||1||Pause||

You have thousands of eyes, and yet You have no eyes. You have thousands of forms, and

yet You do not have even one.

You have thousands of Lotus Feet, and yet You do not have even one foot. You have no

nose, but you have thousands of noses. This Play of Yours entrances me. ||2||

Amongst all is the Light-You are that Light.

By this Illumination, that Light is radiant within all.

Through the Guru's Teachings, the Light shines forth.

That which is pleasing to Him is the lamp-lit worship service. ||3||

My mind is enticed by the honey-sweet Lotus Feet of the Lord. Day and night, I thirst for

them.

Bestow the Water of Your Mercy upon Nanak, the thirsty song-bird, so that he may come to

dwell in Your Name. ||4||3||

Raag Gauree Poorbee, Fourth Mehl:

The body-village is filled to overflowing with anger and sexual desire; these were broken into

bits when I met with the Holy Saint.

By pre-ordained destiny, I have met with the Guru. I have entered into the realm of the

Lord's Love. ||1||

Greet the Holy Saint with your palms pressed together; this is an act of great merit.

Bow down before Him; this is a virtuous action indeed. ||1||Pause||

The wicked shaaktas, the faithless cynics, do not know the Taste of the Lord's Sublime

Essence. The thorn of egotism is embedded deep within them.

The more they walk away, the deeper it pierces them, and the more they suffer in pain, until

finally, the Messenger of Death smashes his club against their heads. ||2||

The humble servants of the Lord are absorbed in the Name of the Lord, Har, Har. The pain of

birth and the fear of death are eradicated.

They have found the Imperishable Supreme Being, the Transcendent Lord God, and they

receive great honor throughout all the worlds and realms. ||3||

I am poor and meek, God, but I belong to You! Save me-please save me, O Greatest of the

Great!

Servant Nanak takes the Sustenance and Support of the Naam. In the Name of the Lord, he

enjoys celestial peace. ||4||4||

Raag Gauree Poorbee, Fifth Mehl:

Listen, my friends, I beg of you: now is the time to serve the Saints!

In this world, earn the profit of the Lord's Name, and hereafter, you shall dwell in peace. ||1||

This life is diminishing, day and night. Meeting with the Guru, your affairs shall be resolved.

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This world is engrossed in corruption and cynicism. Only those who know God are saved.

Only those who are awakened by the Lord to drink in this Sublime Essence, come to know the

Unspoken Speech of the Lord. ||2||

Purchase only that for which you have come into the world, and through the Guru, the Lord

shall dwell within your mind.

Within the of your own inner being, you shall obtain the Mansion of the Lord's Presence

with intuitive ease. You shall not be consigned again to the wheel of reincarnation. ||3||

O Inner-knower, Searcher of Hearts, O Primal Being, Architect of Destiny: please fulfill this

yearning of my mind.

Nanak, Your slave, begs for this happiness: let me be the dust of the feet of the Saints.

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One Universal Creator God. By The Grace Of The True Guru:

Raag Siree Raag, First Mehl, First House:

If I had a palace made of pearls, inlaid with jewels,

scented with musk, saffron and sandalwood, a sheer delight to behold

-seeing this, I might go astray and forget You, and Your Name would not enter into my mind.

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Without the Lord, my soul is scorched and burnt.

I consulted my Guru, and now I see that there is no other place at all. ||1||Pause||

If the floor of this palace was a mosaic of diamonds and rubies, and if my bed was encased

with rubies,

and if heavenly beauties, their faces adorned with emeralds, tried to entice me with sensual

gestures of love

-seeing these, I might go astray and forget You, and Your Name would not enter into my

mind. ||2||

If I were to become a Siddha, and work miracles, summon wealth

and become invisible and visible at will, so that people would hold me in awe

-seeing these, I might go astray and forget You, and Your Name would not enter into my

mind. ||3||

If I were to become an emperor and raise a huge army, and sit on a throne,

issuing commands and collecting taxes-O Nanak, all of this could pass away like a puff of

wind.

Seeing these, I might go astray and forget You, and Your Name would not enter into my

mind. ||4||1||

Siree Raag, First Mehl:

If I could live for millions and millions of years, and if the air was my food and drink,

and if I lived in a cave and never saw either the sun or the moon, and if I never slept, even in

dreams

-even so, I could not estimate Your Value. How can I describe the Greatness of Your Name?

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The True Lord, the Formless One, is Himself in His Own Place.

I have heard, over and over again, and so I tell the tale; as it pleases You, Lord, please instill

within me the yearning for You. ||1||Pause||

If I was slashed and cut into pieces, over and over again, and put into the mill and ground

into flour,

burnt by fire and mixed with ashes

-even then, I could not estimate Your Value. How can I describe the Greatness of Your

Name? ||2||

If I was a bird, soaring and flying through hundreds of heavens,

and if I was invisible, neither eating nor drinking anything

-even so, I could not estimate Your Value. How can I describe the Greatness of Your Name?

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O Nanak, if I had hundreds of thousands of stacks of paper, and if I were to read and recite

and embrace love for the Lord,

and if ink were never to fail me, and if my pen were able to move like the wind

-even so, I could not estimate Your Value. How can I describe the Greatness of Your Name?

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Siree Raag, First Mehl:

As it is pre-ordained, people speak their words. As it is pre-ordained, they consume their

food.

As it is pre-ordained, they walk along the way. As it is pre-ordained, they see and hear.

As it is pre-ordained, they draw their breath. Why should I go and ask the scholars about

this? ||1||

O Baba, the splendor of Maya is deceptive.

The blind man has forgotten the Name; he is in limbo, neither here nor there. ||1||Pause||

Life and death come to all who are born. Everything here gets devoured by Death.

He sits and examines the accounts, there where no one goes along with anyone.

Those who weep and wail might just as well all tie bundles of straw. ||2||

Everyone says that God is the Greatest of the Great. No one calls Him any less.

No one can estimate His Worth. By speaking of Him, His Greatness is not increased.

You are the One True Lord and Master of all the other beings, of so many worlds. ||3||

nIcw AMdir nIc jwiq nIcI hU Aiq nIcu ] nwnku iqn kY sMig swiQ vifAw isau ikAw rIs ]

(15-8, isrIrwgu, mhlw 1)

Nanak seeks the company of the lowest of the low class, the very lowest of the low. Why

should he try to compete with the great?

In that place where the lowly are cared for-there, the Blessings of Your Glance of Grace rain

down. ||4||3||

Siree Raag, First Mehl:

Greed is a dog; falsehood is a filthy street-sweeper. Cheating is eating a rotting carcass.

Slandering others is putting the filth of others into your own mouth. The fire of anger is the

outcaste who burns dead bodies at the crematorium.

I am caught in these tastes and flavors, and in self-conceited praise. These are my actions, O

my Creator! ||1||

O Baba, speak only that which will bring you honor.

They alone are good, who are judged good at the Lord's Door. Those with bad karma can

only sit and weep. ||1||Pause||

The pleasures of gold and silver, the pleasures of women, the pleasure of the fragrance of

sandalwood,

the pleasure of horses, the pleasure of a soft bed in a palace, the pleasure of sweet treats

and the pleasure of hearty meals

-these pleasures of the human body are so numerous; how can the Naam, the Name of the

Lord, find its dwelling in the heart? ||2||

Those words are acceptable, which, when spoken, bring honor.

Harsh words bring only grief. Listen, O foolish and ignorant mind!

Those who are pleasing to Him are good. What else is there to be said? ||3||

Wisdom, honor and wealth are in the laps of those whose hearts remain permeated with the

Lord.

What praise can be offered to them? What other adornments can be bestowed upon them?

O Nanak, those who lack the Lord's Glance of Grace cherish neither charity nor the Lord's

Name. ||4||4||

Siree Raag, First Mehl:

The Great Giver has given the intoxicating drug of falsehood.

The people are intoxicated; they have forgotten death, and they have fun for a few days.

Those who do not use intoxicants are true; they dwell in the Court of the Lord. ||1||

O Nanak, know the True Lord as True.

Serving Him, peace is obtained; you shall go to His Court with honor. ||1||Pause||

The Wine of Truth is not fermented from molasses. The True Name is contained within it.

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I am a sacrifice to those who hear and chant the True Name.

Only one who obtains a room in the Mansion of the Lord's Presence is deemed to be truly

intoxicated. ||2||

Bathe in the waters of Goodness and apply the scented oil of Truth to your body,

and your face shall become radiant. This is the gift of 100,000 gifts.

Tell your troubles to the One who is the Source of all comfort. ||3||

How can you forget the One who created your soul, and the praanaa, the breath of life?

Without Him, all that we wear and eat is impure.

Everything else is false. Whatever pleases Your Will is acceptable. ||4||5||

Siree Raag, First Mehl:

Burn emotional attachment, and grind it into ink. Transform your intelligence into the purest

of paper.

Make the love of the Lord your pen, and let your consciousness be the scribe. Then, seek the

Guru's Instructions, and record these deliberations.

Write the Praises of the Naam, the Name of the Lord; write over and over again that He has

no end or limitation. ||1||

O Baba, write such an account,

that when it is asked for, it will bring the Mark of Truth. ||1||Pause||

There, where greatness, eternal peace and everlasting joy are bestowed,

the faces of those whose minds are attuned to the True Name are anointed with the Mark of

Grace.

If one receives God's Grace, then such honors are received, and not by mere words. ||2||

Some come, and some arise and depart. They give themselves lofty names.

Some are born beggars, and some hold vast courts.

Going to the world hereafter, everyone shall realize that without the Name, it is all useless.

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I am terrified by the Fear of You, God. Bothered and bewildered, my body is wasting away.

Those who are known as sultans and emperors shall be reduced to dust in the end.

O Nanak, arising and departing, all false attachments are cut away. ||4||6||

Siree Raag, First Mehl:

Believing, all tastes are sweet. Hearing, the salty flavors are tasted;

chanting with one's mouth, the spicy flavors are savored. All these spices have been made

from the Sound-current of the Naad.

The thirty-six flavors of ambrosial nectar are in the Love of the One Lord; they are tasted only

by one who is blessed by His Glance of Grace. ||1||

O Baba, the pleasures of other foods are false.

Eating them, the body is ruined, and wickedness and corruption enter into the mind.

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My mind is imbued with the Lord's Love; it is dyed a deep crimson. Truth and charity are my

white clothes.

The blackness of sin is erased by my wearing of blue clothes, and meditation on the Lord's

Lotus Feet is my robe of honor.

Contentment is my cummerbund, Your Name is my wealth and youth. ||2||

O Baba, the pleasures of other clothes are false.

Wearing them, the body is ruined, and wickedness and corruption enter into the mind.

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The understanding of Your Way, Lord, is horses, saddles and bags of gold for me.

The pursuit of virtue is my bow and arrow, my quiver, sword and scabbard.

To be distinguished with honor is my drum and banner. Your Mercy is my social status. ||3||

O Baba, the pleasures of other rides are false.

By such rides, the body is ruined, and wickedness and corruption enter into the mind.

||1||Pause||

The Naam, the Name of the Lord, is the pleasure of houses and mansions. Your Glance of

Grace is my family, Lord.

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The Hukam of Your Command is the pleasure of Your Will, Lord. To say anything else is far

beyond anyone's reach.

O Nanak, the True King does not seek advice from anyone else in His decisions. ||4||

O Baba, the pleasure of other sleep is false.

By such sleep, the body is ruined, and wickedness and corruption enter into the mind.

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Siree Raag, First Mehl:

With the body of saffron, and the tongue a jewel, and the breath of the body pure fragrant

incense;

with the face anointed at the sixty-eight holy places of pilgrimage, and the heart illuminated

with wisdom

-with that wisdom, chant the Praises of the True Name, the Treasure of Excellence. ||1||

O Baba, other wisdom is useless and irrelevant.

If falsehood is practiced a hundred times, it is still false in its effects. ||1||Pause||

You may be worshipped and adored as a Pir (a spiritual teacher); you may be welcomed by

all the world;

you may adopt a lofty name, and be known to have supernatural spiritual powers

-even so, if you are not accepted in the Court of the Lord, then all this adoration is false. ||2||

No one can overthrow those who have been established by the True Guru.

The Treasure of the Naam, the Name of the Lord, is within them, and through the Naam,

they are radiant and famous.

They worship the Naam, and they believe in the Naam. The True One is forever Intact and

Unbroken. ||3||

When the body mingles with dust, what happens to the soul?

All clever tricks are burnt away, and you shall depart crying.

O Nanak, those who forget the Naam-what will happen when they go to the Court of the

Lord? ||4||8||

Siree Raag, First Mehl:

The virtuous wife exudes virtue; the unvirtuous suffer in misery.

If you long for your Husband Lord, O soul-bride, you must know that He is not met by

falsehood.

No boat or raft can take you to Him. Your Husband Lord is far away. ||1||

My Lord and Master is Perfect; His Throne is Eternal and Immovable.

One who attains perfection as Gurmukh, obtains the Immeasurable True Lord. ||1||Pause||

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The Palace of the Lord God is so beautiful. Within it, there are gems, rubies, pearls and

flawless diamonds. A fortress of gold surrounds this Source of Nectar.

How can I climb up to the Fortress without a ladder? By meditating on the Lord, through the

Guru, I am blessed and exalted. ||2||

The Guru is the Ladder, the Guru is the Boat, and the Guru is the Raft to take me to the

Lord's Name.

The Guru is the Boat to carry me across the world-ocean; the Guru is the Sacred Shrine of

Pilgrimage, the Guru is the Holy River.

If it pleases Him, I bathe in the Pool of Truth, and become radiant and pure. ||3||

He is called the Most Perfect of the Perfect. He sits upon His Perfect Throne.

He looks so Beautiful in His Perfect Place. He fulfills the hopes of the hopeless.

O Nanak, if one obtains the Perfect Lord, how can his virtues decrease? ||4||9||

Siree Raag, First Mehl:

Come, my dear sisters and spiritual companions; hug me close in your embrace.

Let's join together, and tell stories of our All-powerful Husband Lord.

All Virtues are in our True Lord and Master; we are utterly without virtue. ||1||

O Creator Lord, all are in Your Power.

I dwell upon the One Word of the Shabad. You are mine-what else do I need? ||1||Pause||

Go, and ask the happy soul-brides, "By what virtuous qualities do you enjoy your Husband

Lord?"

"We are adorned with intuitive ease, contentment and sweet words.

We meet with our Beloved, the Source of Joy, when we listen to the Word of the Guru's

Shabad."||2||

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You have so many Creative Powers, Lord; Your Bountiful Blessings are so Great.

So many of Your beings and creatures praise You day and night.

You have so many forms and colors, so many classes, high and low. ||3||

Meeting the True One, Truth wells up. The truthful are absorbed into the True Lord.

Intuitive understanding is obtained and one is welcomed with honor, through the Guru's

Word, filled with the Fear of God.

O Nanak, the True King absorbs us into Himself. ||4||10||

Siree Raag, First Mehl:

It all worked out-I was saved, and the egotism within my heart was subdued.

The evil energies have been made to serve me, since I placed my faith in the True Guru.

I have renounced my useless schemes, by the Grace of the True, Carefree Lord. ||1||

O mind, meeting with the True One, fear departs.

Without the Fear of God, how can anyone become fearless? Become Gurmukh, and immerse

yourself in the Shabad. ||1||Pause||

How can we describe Him with words? There is no end to the descriptions of Him.

There are so many beggars, but He is the only Giver.

He is the Giver of the soul, and the praanaa, the breath of life; when He dwells within the

mind, there is peace. ||2||

The world is a drama, staged in a dream. In a moment, the play is played out.