BHAIRAO, FIFTH MEHL
BHAIRAO, FIFTH MEHL: Why worry about disease, when the Lord Himself protects us? That person whom the Lord protects, does not suffer pain and sorrow. That person, upon whom God showers His Mercy — Death hovering above him is turned away. ||1|| The Name of the Lord, Har, Har, is forever our Help and Support. When He comes to mind, the mortal finds lasting peace, and the Messenger of Death cannot even approach him. ||1|| Pause|| When this being did not exist, who created him then? What has been produced from the source? He Himself kills, and He Himself rejuvenates. He cherishes His devotees forever. ||2|| Know that everything is in His Hands. My God is the Master of the masterless. His Name is the Destroyer of pain. Singing His Glorious Praises, you shall find peace. ||3|| O my Lord and Master, please listen to the prayer of Your Saint. I place my soul, my breath of life and wealth before You. All this world is Yours; it meditates on You. Please shower Nanak with Your Mercy and bless him with peace. ||4||25||38||