Ang 1283

SHALOK, THIRD MEHL: This rain pours down on all; it rains down in accordance with God’s Loving Will. Those trees become green and lush, which remain immersed in the Guru’s Word. O Nanak, by His Grace, there is peace; the pain of these creatures is gone. ||1|| THIRD MEHL: The night is wet with dew; lightning flashes, and the rain pours down in torrents. Food and wealth are produced in abundance when it rains, if it is the Will of God. Consuming it, the minds of His creatures are satisfied, and they adopt the lifestyle of the way. This wealth is the play of the Creator Lord. Sometimes it comes, and sometimes it goes. The Naam is the wealth of the spiritually wise. It is permeating and pervading forever. O Nanak, those who are blessed with His Glance of Grace receive this wealth. ||2|| PAUREE: He Himself does, and causes all to be done. Unto whom can I complain? He Himself calls the mortal beings to account; He Himself causes them to act. Whatever pleases Him happens. Only a fool issues commands. He Himself saves and redeems; He Himself is the Forgiver. He Himself sees, and He Himself hears; He gives His Support to all. He alone is pervading and permeating all; He considers each and every one. The Gurmukh reflects on the self, lovingly attached to the True Lord. O Nanak, whom can we ask? He Himself is the Great Giver. ||10||

SHALOK, THIRD MEHL: This world is a sparrow-hawk; let no one be deluded by doubt. This sparrow-hawk is an animal; it has no understanding at all. The Name of the Lord is Ambrosial Nectar; drinking it in, thirst is quenched. O Nanak, those Gurmukhs who drink it in shall never again be afflicted by thirst. ||1|| THIRD MEHL: Malaar is a calming and soothing raga; meditating on the Lord brings peace and tranquility. When the Dear Lord grants His Grace, then the rain falls on all the people of the world. From this rain, all creatures find the ways and means to live, and the earth is embellished. O Nanak, this world is all water; everything came from water. By Guru’s Grace, a rare few realize the Lord; such humble beings are liberated forever. ||2|| PAUREE: O True and Independent Lord God, You alone are my Lord and Master. You Yourself are everything; who else is of any account? False is the pride of man. True is Your glorious greatness. Coming and going in reincarnation, the beings and species of the world came into being. But if the mortal serves his True Guru, his coming into the world is judged to be worthwhile. And if he eradicates eogtism from within himself, then how can he be judged? The self-willed manmukh is lost in the darkness of emotional attachment, like the man lost in the wilderness. Countless sins are erased, by even a tiny particle of the Lord’s Name. ||11||

SHALOK, THIRD MEHL: O sparrow-hawk, you do not know the Mansion of your Lord and Master’s Presence. Offer your prayers to see this Mansion. You speak as you please, but your speech is not accepted. Your Lord and Master is the Great Giver; whatever you desire, you shall receive from Him. Not only the thirst of the poor sparrow-hawk, but the thirst of the whole world is quenched. ||1|| THIRD MEHL: The night is wet with dew; the sparrow-hawk sings the True Name with intuitive ease. This water is my very soul; without water, I cannot survive. Through the Word of the Guru’s Shabad, this water is obtained, and egotism is eradicated from within. O Nanak, I cannot live without Him, even for a moment; the True Guru has led me to meet Him. ||2|| PAUREE: There are countless worlds and nether regions; I cannot calculate their number. You are the Creator, the Lord of the Universe; You create it, and You destroy it. The 8.4 million species of beings issued forth from You. Some are called kings, emperors and nobles. Some claim to be bankers and accumulate wealth, but in duality they lose their honor. Some are givers, and some are beggars; God is above the heads of all. Without the Name, they are vulgar, dreadful and wretched. Falsehood shall not last, O Nanak; whatever the True Lord does, comes to pass. ||12||

SHALOK, THIRD MEHL: O sparrow- hawk, the virtuous soul-bride attains the Mansion of her Lord’s Presence; the unworthy, unvirtuous one is far away. Deep within your inner being, the Lord abides. The Gurmukh beholds Him ever-present. When the Lord bestows His Glance of Grace, the mortal no longer weeps and wails. O Nanak, those who are imbued with the Naam intuitively merge with the Lord; they practice the Word of the Guru’s Shabad. ||1|| THIRD MEHL: The sparrow-hawk prays: O Lord, grant Your Grace, and bless me with the gift of the life of the soul. Without the water, my thirst is not quenched, and my breath of life is ended and gone. You are the Giver of peace, O Infinite Lord God; You are the Giver of the treasure of virtue. O Nanak, the Gurmukh is forgiven; in the end, the Lord God shall be your only friend. ||2|| PAUREE: He created the world; He considers the merits and demerits of the mortals. Those who are entangled in the three gunas — the three dispositions — do not love the Naam, the Name of the Lord. Forsaking virtue, they practice evil; they shall be miserable in the Court of the Lord. They lose their life in the gamble; why did they even come into the world? But those who conquer and subdue their minds, through the True Word of the Shabad — night and day, they love the Naam. Those people enshrine the True, Invisible and Infinite Lord in their hearts. You, O Lord, are the Giver, the Treasure of virtue; I am unvirtuous and unworthy. He alone finds You, whom You bless and forgive, and inspire to contemplate the Word of the Guru’s Shabad. ||13||