AASAA, FIRST MEHL
AASAA, FIRST MEHL: The clay pitcher of the body is miserable; it suffers in pain through birth and death. How can this terrifying world-ocean be crossed over? Without the Lord — Guru, it cannot be crossed. ||1|| Without You, there is no other at all, O my Beloved; without you, there is no other at all. You are in all colors and forms; he alone is forgiven, upon whom You bestow Your Glance of Grace. ||1|| Pause|| Maya, my mother-in-law, is evil; she does not let me live in my own home. The vicious one does not let me meet with my Husband Lord. I serve at the feet of my companions and friends; the Lord has showered me with His Mercy, through Guru’s Grace. ||2|| Reflecting upon my self, and conquering my mind, I have seen that there is no other friend like You. As You keep me, so do I live. You are the Giver of peace and pleasure. Whatever You do, comes to pass. ||3|| Hope and desire have both been dispelled; I have renounced my longing for the three qualities. The Gurmukh obtains the state of ecstasy, taking to the Shelter of the Saints’ Congregation. ||4|| All wisdom and meditation, all chanting and penance, come to one whose heart is filled with the Invisible, Inscrutable Lord. O Nanak, one whose mind is imbued with the Lord’s Name, finds the Guru’s Teachings, and intuitively serves. ||5||22||