Ang 540

BIHAAGRAA, FOURTH MEHL: I am a sacrifice, O my soul, to those who take the Support of the Name of the Lord, Har, Har. The Guru, the True Guru, implanted the Name within me, O my soul; He has carried me across the terrifying world-ocean of poison. Those who have single-mindedly meditated on the Lord, O my soul — I proclaim the victory of those saintly beings. Nanak has found peace, meditating on the Lord, O my soul; the Lord is the Destroyer of all pain. ||1|| Blessed, blessed is that tongue, O my soul, which sings the Glorious Praises of the Lord God. Sublime and splendid are those ears, O my soul, which listen to the Kirtan of the Your Praises, O Lord. Sublime, pure and sacred is that head, O my soul, which falls at the Guru’s feet. Nanak is a sacrifice to the Guru, O my soul, who has placed the Name of the Lord, Har, Har, in my consciousness. ||2|| Blessed and approved are those eyes, O my soul, which gaze upon the Holy True Guru. Sacred and pure are those hands, O my soul, which write the Praises of the Lord, Har, Har. I worship continually the feet of that humble being, O my soul, who walks on the Path of Dharma, the path of righteousness. Nanak is a sacrifice to those, O my soul, who hear of the Lord, and believe in the Lord’s Name. ||3|| The earth, the nether regions of the underworld, and the Akaashic ethers, O my soul, all meditate on the Name of the Lord, Har, Har. Wind, water and fire, O my soul, continually sing the Praises of the Lord, Har, Har, Har. The woods, the meadows and the whole creation, O my soul, meditate with their mouths on the Name of the Lord, Har, Har. O Nanak, one who, as Gurmukh, focuses his consciousness on the Lord’s devotional worship, O my soul, is robed in honor in the Court of the Lord. ||4||4||

BIHAAGRAA, FOURTH MEHL: Those who do not remember the Name of the Lord, Har, Har, O my soul — those self- willed manmukhs are foolish and ignorant. Those who attach their consciousness to emotional attachment and Maya, O my soul, depart regretfully in the end. They find no place of rest in the Court of the Lord, O my soul; those self-willed manmukhs are lured by sin. O servant Nanak, those who meet the Guru are saved, O my soul; chanting the Name of the Lord, they are absorbed in the Name of the Lord. ||1|| Go, everyone, and meet the True Guru, O my soul; He implants the Name of the Lord, Har, har, within. Do not hesitate for an instant — meditate on the Lord, O my soul; who knows whether or not you shall draw another breath? That time, that moment, that instant, that second is so fruitful, O my soul, when the Lord comes into my consciousness. Servant Nanak has meditated on the Naam, O my soul, and now, the Messenger of Death does not even approach him. ||2|| The Lord continually watches and hears everything, O my soul; only those who commit sins are afraid. Those whose hearts are pure within, O my soul, cast off all their fears. Those who have faith in the Name of the Fearless Lord, O my soul — all their enemies and attackers speak against them in vain. Nanak serves the Perfect Guru, O my soul, who causes all to fall at His feet. ||3|| So serve such a Lord continuously, O my soul, who is the Great Lord and Master of all. Those who single-mindedly worship Him in adoration, O my soul, are not subservient to anyone. Serving the Guru, I have obtained the Mansion of the Lord’s Presence, O my soul; all the slanderers and trouble-makers bark in vain. Servant Nanak meditates on the Naam, O my soul; such is the pre- ordained destiny which the Lord has written on his forehead. ||4||5||