Ang 1263

RAAG MALAAR, FOURTH MEHL, FIRST HOUSE, CHAU-PADAS: ONE UNIVERSAL CREATOR GOD. BY THE GRACE OF THE TRUE GURU: Night and day, I meditate on the Lord, Har, Har, within my heart; through the Guru’s Teachings, my pain is forgotten. The chains of all my hopes and desires have been snapped; my Lord God has showered me with His Mercy. ||1|| My eyes gaze eternally on the Lord, Har, Har. Gazing on the True Guru, my mind blossoms forth. I have met with the Lord, the Lord of the World. ||1|| Pause|| One who forgets such a Name of the Lord, Har, Har — his family is dishonored. His family is sterile and barren, and his mother is made a widow. ||2|| O Lord, let me meet the Holy Guru, who night and day keep the Lord enshrined in his heart. Seeing the Guru, the GurSikh blossoms forth, like the child seeing his mother. ||3|| The soul-bride and the Husband Lord live together as one, but the hard wall of egotism has come between them. The Perfect Guru demolishes the wall of egotism; servant Nanak has met the Lord, the Lord of the World. ||4||1||

MALAAR, FOURTH MEHL: The Ganges, the Jamunaa, the Godaavari and the Saraswati — these rivers strive for the dust of the feet of the Holy. Overflowing with the filthy residues of their sins, the mortals take cleansing baths in them; the rivers’ pollution is washed away by the dust of the feet of the Holy. ||1|| Instead of bathing at the sixty-eight sacred shrines of pilgrimage, take your cleansing bath in the Name. When the dust of the feet of the Sat Sangat rises up into the eyes, all filthy evil-mindedness is removed. ||1|| Pause|| Bhaageerat’h the penitent brought the Ganges down, and Shiva established Kaydaar. Krishna grazed cows in Kaashi; through the humble servant of the Lord, these places became famous. ||2|| And all the sacred shrines of pilgrimage established by the gods, long for the dust of the feet of the Holy. Meeting with the Lord’s Saint, the Holy Guru, I apply the dust of His feet to my face. ||3|| And all the creatures of Your Universe, O my Lord and Master, long for the dust of the feet of the Holy. O Nanak, one who has such destiny inscribed on his forehead, is blessed with the dust of the feet of the Holy; the Lord carries him across. ||4||2||

MALAAR, FOURTH MEHL: The Lord seems sweet to that humble being who is blessed by the Grace of the Lord. His hunger and pain are totally taken away; he chants the Glorious Praises of the Lord, Har, Har. ||1|| Meditating on the Lord, Har, Har, Har, the mortal is emancipated. One who listens to the Guru’s Teachings and meditates on them, is carried across the terrifying world-ocean. ||1|| Pause|| I am the slave of that humble being, who is blessed by the Grace of the Lord, Har, Har. Meeting with the Lord’s humble servant, peace is obtained; all the pollution and filth of evil-mindedness is washed away. ||2|| The humble servant of the Lord feels hunger only for the Lord. He is satisfied only when he chants the Lord’s Glories. The humble servant of the Lord is a fish in the Water of the Lord. Forgetting the Lord, he would dry up and die. ||3|| He alone knows this love, who enshrines it within his mind. Servant Nanak gazes upon the Lord and is at peace; The hunger of his body is totally satisfied. ||4||3||

MALAAR, FOURTH MEHL: All the beings and creatures which God has created — on their foreheds, He has written their destiny. The Lord blesses His humble servant with glorious greatness. The Lord enjoins him to his tasks. ||1|| The True Guru implants the Naam, the Name of the Lord, Har, Har, within. Chant the Name of the Lord, O Sikhs of the Guru, O my Siblings of Destiny. Only the Lord will carry you across the terrifying world-ocean. ||1|| Pause|| That humble being who worships, adores and serves the Guru is pleasing to my Lord God. To worship and adore the True Guru is to serve the Lord. In His Mercy, He saves us and carries us across. ||2|| The ignorant and the blind wander deluded by doubt; deluded and confused, they pick flowers to offer to their idols. They worship lifeless stones and serve the tombs of the dead; all their efforts are useless. ||3|| He alone is said to be the True Guru, who realizes God, and proclaims the Sermon of the Lord, Har, Har. Offer the Guru sacred foods, clothes, silk and satin robes of all sorts; know that He is True. The merits of this shall never leave you lacking. ||4|| The Divine True Guru is the Embodiment, the Image of the Lord; He utters the Ambrosial Word. O Nanak, blessed and good is the destiny of that humble being, who focuses his consciousness on the Feet of the Lord. ||5||4||