SAARANG, FOURTH MEHL
SAARANG, FOURTH MEHL: I am a sacrifice to the Feet of the Lord of the Universe. I cannot swim across the terrifying world ocean. But chanting the Name of the Lord, Har, Har, I am carried across across. ||1|| Pause|| Faith in God came to fill my heart; I serve Him intuitively, and contemplate Him. Night and day, I chant the Lord’s Name within my heart; it is all-powerful and virtuous. ||1|| God is Inaccessible and Unfathomable, All-pervading everywhere, in all minds and bodies; He is Infinite and Invisible. When the Guru bebomes merciful, then the Unseen Lord is seen within the heart. ||2|| Deep within the inner being is the Name of the Lord, the Support of the entire earth, but to the egotistical shaakta, the faithless cynic, He seems far away. His burning desire is never quenched, and he loses the game of life in the gamble. ||3|| Standing up and sitting down, the mortal sings the Glorious Praises of the Lord, when the Guru bestows even a tiny bit of His Grace. O Nanak, those who are blessed by His Glance of Grace — He saves and protects their honor. ||4||2||