Ang 1157

BHAIRAO, FIFTH MEHL: He created millions of incarnations of Vishnu. He created millions of universes as places to practice righteousness. He created and destroyed millions of Shivas. He employed millions of Brahmas to create the worlds. ||1|| Such is my Lord and Master, the Lord of the Universe. I cannot even describe His Many Virtues. ||1|| Pause|| Millions of Mayas are His maid-servants. Millions of souls are His beds. Millions of universes are the limbs of His Being. Millions of devotees abide with the Lord. ||2|| Millions of kings with their crowns and canopies bow before Him. Millions of Indras stand at His Door. Millions of heavenly paradises are within the scope of His Vision. Millions of His Names cannot even be appraised. ||3|| Millions of celestial sounds resound for Him. His Wondrous Plays are enacted on millions of stages. Millions of Shaktis and Shivas are obedient to Him. He gives sustenance and support to millions of beings. ||4|| In His Feet are millions of sacred shrines of pilgrimage. Millions chant His Sacred and Beautiful Name. Millions of worshippers worship Him. Millions of expanses are His; there is no other at all. ||5|| Millions of swan-souls sing His Immaculate Praises. Millions of Brahma’s sons sing His Praises. He creates and destroys millions, in an instant. Millions are Your Virtues, Lord — they cannot even be counted. ||6|| Millions of spiritual teachers teach His spiritual wisdom. Millions of meditators focus on His meditation. Millions of austere penitents practice austerities. Millions of silent sages dwell in silence. ||7|| Our Eternal, Imperishable, Incomprehensible Lord and Master, the Inner-knower, the Searcher of hearts, is permeating all hearts. Wherever I look, I see Your Dwelling, O Lord. The Guru has blessed Nanak with enlightenment. ||8||2||5||

BHAIRAO, FIFTH MEHL: The True Guru has blessed me with this gift. He has given me the Priceless Jewel of the Lord’s Name. Now, I intuitively enjoy endless pleasures and wondrous play. God has spontaneously met with Nanak. ||1|| Says Nanak, True is the Kirtan of the Lord’s Praise. Again and again, my mind remains immersed in it. ||1|| Pause|| Spontaneously, I feed on the Love of God. Spontaneously, I take God’s Name. Spontaneously, I am saved by the Word of the Shabad. Spontaneously, my treasures are filled to overflowing. ||2|| Spontaneously, my works are perfectly accomplished. Spontaneously, I am rid of sorrow. Spontaneously, my enemies have become friends. Spontaneously, I have brought my mind under control. Spontaneously, God has comforted me. ||3|| Spontaneously, my hopes have been fulfilled. Spontaneously, I have totally realized the essence of reality. Spontaneously, I have been blessed with the Guru’s Mantra. ||4|| Spontaneously, I am rid of hatred. Spontaneously, my darkness has been dispelled. Spontaneously, the Kirtan of the Lord’s Praise seems so sweet to my mind. Spontaneously, I behold God in each and every heart. ||5|| Spontaneously, all my doubts have been dispelled. Spontaneously, peace and celestial harmony fill my mind. Spontaneously, the Unstruck Melody of the Sound-current resounds within me. Spontaneously, the Lord of the Universe has revealed Himself to me. ||6|| Spontaneously, my mind has been pleased and appeased. I have spontaneously realized the Eternal, Unchanging Lord. Spontaneously, all wisdom and knowledge has welled up within me. Spontaneously, the Support of the Lord, Har, Har, has come into my hands. ||7|| Spontaneously, God has recorded my pre-ordained destiny. Spontaneously, the One Lord and Master God has met me. Spontaneously, all my cares and worries have been taken away. Nanak, Nanak, Nanak, has merged into the Image of God. ||8||3||6||

BHAIRAO, THE WORD OF THE DEVOTEES, KABEER JEE, FIRST HOUSE: ONE UNIVERSAL CREATOR GOD. BY THE GRACE OF THE TRUE GURU: The Name of the Lord — this alone is my wealth. I do not tie it up to hide it, nor do I sell it to make my living. ||1|| Pause|| The Name is my crop, and the Name is my field. As Your humble servant, I perform devotional worship to You; I seek Your Sanctuary. ||1|| The Name is Maya and wealth for me; the Name is my capital. I do not forsake You; I do not know any other at all. ||2|| The Name is my family, the Name is my brother. The Name is my companion, who will help me in the end. ||3|| One whom the Lord keeps detached from Maya — says Kabeer, I am his slave. ||4||1|| Naked we come, and naked we go. No one, not even the kings and queens, shall remain. ||1|| The Sovereign Lord is the nine treasures for me. The possessions and the spouse to which the mortal is lovingly attached, are Your wealth, O Lord. ||1|| Pause|| They do not come with the mortal, and they do not go with him. What good does it do him, if he has elephants tied up at his doorway? ||2|| The fortress of Sri Lanka was made out of gold, but what could the foolish Raawan take with him when he left? ||3|| Says Kabeer, think of doing some good deeds. In the end, the gambler shall depart empty-handed. ||4||2|| Brahma is polluted, and Indra is polluted. The sun is polluted, and the moon is polluted. ||1|| This world is polluted with pollution. Only the One Lord is Immaculate; He has no end or limitation. ||1|| Pause|| The rulers of kingdoms are polluted. Nights and days, and the days of the month are polluted. ||2|| The pearl is polluted, the diamond is polluted. Wind, fire and water are polluted. ||3|| Shiva, Shankara and Mahaysh are polluted. The Siddhas, seekers and strivers, and those who wear religious robes, are polluted. ||4|| The Yogis and wandering hermits with their matted hair are polluted. The body, along with the swan-soul, is polluted. ||5|| Says Kabeer, those humble beings are approved and pure, who know the Lord. ||6||3|| Let your mind be Mecca, and your body the temple of worship. Let the Supreme Guru be the One who speaks. ||1|| O Mullah, utter the call to prayer. The one mosque has ten doors. ||1|| Pause|| So slaughter your evil nature, doubt and cruelty; consume the five demons and you shall be blessed with contentment. ||2|| Hindus and Muslims have the same One Lord and Master. What can the Mullah do, and what can the Shaykh do? ||3|| Says Kabeer, I have gone insane. Slaughtering, slaughtering my mind, I have merged into the Celestial Lord. ||4||4||