SHALOK, FIFTH MEHL
SHALOK, FIFTH MEHL: The Lord Himself is the true physician. These physicians of the world only burden the soul with pain. The Word of the Guru’s Shabad is Ambrosial Nectar; it is so delicious to eat. O Nanak, one whose mind is filled with this Nectar — all his pains are dispelled. ||1|| FIFTH MEHL: By the Hukam of Lord’s Command, they move about; by the Lord’s Command, they remain still. By His Hukam, they endure pain and pleasure alike. By His Hukam, they chant the Naam, the Name of the Lord, day and night. O Nanak, he alone does so, who is blessed. By the Hukam of the Lord’s Command, they die; by the Hukam of His Command, they live. By His Hukam, they become tiny, and huge. By His Hukam, they receive pain, happiness and bliss. By His Hukam, they chant the Guru’s Mantra, which always works. By His Hukam, coming and going in reincarnation cease, O Nanak, when He links them to His devotional worship. ||2|| PAUREE: I am a sacrifice to that musician who is Your servant, O Lord. I am a sacrifice to that musician who sings the Glorious Praises of the Infinite Lord. Blessed, blessed is that musician, for whom the Formless Lord Himself longs. Very fortunate is that musician who comes to the gate of the Court of the True Lord. That musician meditates on You, Lord, and praises You day and night. He begs for the Ambrosial Naam, the Name of the Lord, and will never be defeated. His clothes and his food are true, and he enshrines love for the Lord within. Praiseworthy is that musician who loves God. ||11||