Ang 835

BILAAVAL, FOURTH MEHL: The Gurmukh meditates on the Inaccessible, Unfathomable Lord. I am a sacrifice, a sacrifice to the True Guru, the True Primal Being. He has brought the Lord’s Name to dwell upon my breath of life; meeting with the True Guru, I am absorbed into the Lord’s Name. ||1|| The Name of the Lord is the only Support of His humble servants. I shall live under the protection of the True Guru. By Guru’s Grace, I shall attain the Court of the Lord. ||1|| Pause|| This body is the field of karma; the Gurmukhs plow and work it, and harvest the essence. The priceless jewel of the Naam becomes manifest, and it pours into their vessels of love. ||2|| Become the slave of the slave of the slave, of that humble being who has become the devotee of the Lord. I dedicate my mind and intellect, and place them in offering before my Guru; by Guru’s Grace, I speak the Unspoken. ||3|| The self-willed manmukhs are engrossed in attachment to Maya; their minds are thirsty, burning with desire. Following the Guru’s Teachings, I have obtained the Ambrosial Water of the Naam, and the fire has been put out. The Word of the Guru’s Shabad has put it out. ||4|| This mind dances before the True Guru. The unstruck sound current of the Shabad resounds, vibrating the celestial melody. I praise the Lord, day and night, moving my feet to the beat of the drum. ||5|| Imbued with the Lord’s Love, my mind sings His Praise, joyfully chanting the Shabad, the source of nectar and bliss. The stream of immaculate purity flows through the home of the self within; one who drinks it in, finds peace. ||6|| The stubborn-minded, egotistical, proud-minded person performs rituals, but these are like sand castles built by children. When the waves of the ocean come in, they crumble and dissolve in an instant. ||7|| The Lord is the pool, and the Lord Himself is the ocean; this world is all a play which He has staged. As the waves of water merge into the water again, O Nanak, so does He merge into Himself. ||8||3||6||

BILAAVAL, FOURTH MEHL: My mind wears the ear-rings of the True Guru’s acquaintance; I apply the ashes of the Word of the Guru’s Shabad to my body. By body has become immortal, in the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy. Both birth and death have come to an end for me. ||1|| O my mind, remain united with the Saadh Sangat. Be merciful to me, O Lord; each and every instant, let me wash the Feet of the Holy. ||1|| Pause|| Forsaking family life, he wanders in the forest, but his mind does not remain at rest, even for an instant. The wandering mind returns home, only when it seeks the Sanctuary of the Lord’s Holy people. ||2|| The Sannyaasi renounces his daughters and sons, but his mind still conjures up all sorts of hopes and desires. With these hopes and desires, he still does not understand, that only through the Word of the Guru’s Shabad does one become free of desires, and find peace. ||3|| When detachment from the world wells up within, he become a naked hermit, but still, his mind roams, wanders and rambles in the ten directions. He wanders around, but his desires are not satisfied; joining the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy, he finds the house of kindness and compassion. ||4|| The Siddhas learn many Yogis postures, but their minds still yearn for riches, miraculous powers and energy. Satisfaction, contentment and tranquility do not come to their minds; but meeting the Holy Saints, they are satisfied, and through the Name of the Lord, spiritual perfection is attained. ||5|| Life is born from the egg, from the womb, from sweat and from the earth; God created the beings and creatures of all colors and forms. One who seeks the Sanctuary of the Holy is saved, whether he is a Kh’shaatriya, a Brahmin, a Soodra, a Vaishya or the most untouchable of the untouchables. ||6|| Naam Dayv, Jai Dayv, Kabeer, Trilochan and Ravi Daas the low-caste leather-worker, blessed Dhanna and Sain; all those who joined the humble Saadh Sangat, met the Merciful Lord. ||7|| The Lord protects the honor of His humble servants; He is the Lover of His devotees — He makes them His own. Nanak has entered the Sanctuary of the Lord, the Life of the world, who has showered His Mercy upon him, and saved him. ||8|| ||4||7||

BILAAVAL, FOURTH MEHL: The thirst for God has welled up deep within me; hearing the Word of the Guru’s Teachings, my mind is pierced by His arrow. The pain of my mind is known only to my own mind; who can know the pain of another? ||1|| The Lord, the Guru, the Enticer, has enticed my mind. I am stunned and amazed, gazing upon my Guru; I have entered the realm of wonder and bliss. ||1|| Pause|| I wander around, exploring all lands and foreign countries; within my mind, I have such a great longing to see my God. I sacrifice my mind and body to the Guru, who has shown me the Way, the Path to my Lord God. ||2|| If only someone would bring me news of God; He seems so sweet to my heart, mind and body. I would cut off my head and place it under the feet of that one who leads me to meet and unite with my Lord God. ||3|| Let us go, O my companions, and understand our God; with the spell of virtue, let us obtain our Lord God. He is called the Lover of His devotees; let us follow in the footsteps of those who seek God’s Sanctuary. ||4|| If the soul-bride adorns herself with compassion and forgiveness, God is pleased, and her mind is illumined with the lamp of the Guru’s wisdom. With happiness and ecstasy, my God enjoys her; I offer each and every bit of my soul to Him. ||5|| I have made the Name of the Lord, Har, Har, my necklace; my mind tinged with devotion is the intricate ornament of crowning glory. I have spread out my bed of faith in the Lord, Har, Har. I cannot abandon Him — my mind is filled with such a great love for Him. ||6|| If God says one thing, and the soul-bride does something else, then all her decorations are useless and false. She may adorn herself to meet her Husband Lord, but still, only the virtuous soul-bride meets God, and the other’s face is spat upon. ||7|| I am Your hand-maiden, O Inaccessible Lord of the Universe; what can I do by myself? I am under Your power. Be merciful, Lord, to the meek, and save them; Nanak has entered the Sanctuary of the Lord, and the Guru. ||8||5||8||