Ang 966

SHALOK, FIFTH MEHL: Kabeer, the earth belongs to the Holy, but the thieves have come and now sit among them. The earth does not feel their weight; even they profit. ||1|| FIFTH MEHL: Kabeer, for the sake of the rice, the husks are beaten and threshed. When one sits in the company of evil people, then he will be called to account by the Righteous Judge of Dharma. ||2|| PAUREE: He Himself has the greatest family; He Himself is all alone. He alone knows His own worth. He Himself, by Himself, created everything. Only He Himself can describe His own creation. Blessed is Your place, where You dwell, Lord. Blessed are Your devotees, who see You, O True Lord. He alone praises You, who is blessed by Your Grace. One who meets the Guru, O Nanak, is immaculate and sanctified. ||20||

SHALOK, FIFTH MEHL: Fareed, this world is beautiful, but there is a thorny garden within it. Those who are blessed by their spiritual teacher are not even scratched. ||1|| FIFTH MEHL: Fareed, blessed is the life, with such a beautiful body. How rare are those who are found to love their Beloved Lord. ||2|| PAUREE: He alone obtains meditation, austerities, self- discipline, compassion and Dharmic faith, whom the Lord so blesses. He alone meditates on the Naam, the Name of the Lord, whose fire the Lord puts out. The Inner-knower, the Searcher of hearts, the Inaccessible Primal Lord, inspires us to look upon all with an impartial eye. With the support of the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy, one falls in love with God. One’s faults are eradicated, and one’s face becomes radiant and bright; through the Lord’s Name, one crosses over. The fear of birth and death is removed, and he is not reincarnated again. God lifts him up and pulls him out of the deep, dark pit, and attaches him to the hem of His robe. O Nanak, God forgives him, and holds him close in His embrace. ||21||

SHALOK, FIFTH MEHL: One who loves God is imbued with the deep crimson color of His love. O Nanak, such a person is rarely found; the value of such a humble person can never be estimated. ||1|| FIFTH MEHL: The True Name has pierced the nucleus of my self deep within. Outside, I see the True Lord as well. O Nanak, He is pervading and permeating all places, the forests and the meadows, the three worlds, and every hair. ||2|| PAUREE: He Himself created the Universe; He Himself imbues it. He Himself is One, and He Himself has numerous forms. He Himself is within all, and He Himself is beyond them. He Himself is known to be far away, and He Himself is right here. He Himself is hidden, and He Himself is revealed. No one can estimate the value of Your Creation, Lord. You are deep and profound, unfathomable, infinite and invaluable. O Nanak, the One Lord is all-pervading. You are the One and only. ||22||1||2|| SUDH||

VAAR OF RAAMKALEE, UTTERED BY SATTA AND BALWAND THE DRUMMER: ONE UNIVERSAL CREATOR GOD. BY THE GRACE OF THE TRUE GURU: One who chants the Name of the Almighty Creator — how can his words be judged? His divine virtues are the true sisters and brothers; through them, the gift of supreme status is obtained. Nanak established the kingdom; He built the true fortress on the strongest foundations. He installed the royal canopy over Lehna’s head; chanting the Lord’s Praises, He drank in the Ambrosial Nectar. The Guru implanted the almighty sword of the Teachings to illuminate his soul. The Guru bowed down to His disciple, while Nanak was still alive. The King, while still alive, applied the ceremonial mark to his forehead. ||1|| Nanak proclaimed Lehna’s succession — he earned it. They shared the One Light and the same way; the King just changed His body. The immaculate canopy waves over Him, and He sits on the throne in the Guru’s shop. He does as the Guru commands; He tasted the tasteless stone of Yoga. The Langar — the Kitchen of the Guru’s Shabad has been opened, and its supplies never run short. Whatever His Master gave, He spent; He distributed it all to be eaten. The Praises of the Master were sung, and the Divine Light descended from the heavens to the earth. Gazing upon You, O True King, the filth of countless past lives is washed away. The Guru gave the True Command; why should we hesitate to proclaim this? His sons did not obey His Word; they turned their backs on Him as Guru. These evil-hearted ones became rebellious; they carry loads of sin on their backs. Whatever the Guru said, Lehna did, and so he was installed on the throne. Who has lost, and who has won? ||2|| He who did the work, is accepted as Guru; so which is better — the thistle or the rice? The Righteous Judge of Dharma considered the arguments and made the decision. Whatever the True Guru says, the True Lord does; it comes to pass instantaneously. Guru Angad was proclaimed, and the True Creator confirmed it. Nanak merely changed his body; He still sits on the throne, with hundreds of branches reaching out. Standing at His door, His followers serve Him; by this service, their rust is scraped off. He is the Dervish — the Saint, at the door of His Lord and Master; He loves the True Name, and the Bani of the Guru’s Word. Balwand says that Khivi, the Guru’s wife, is a noble woman, who gives soothing, leafy shade to all. She distributes the bounty of the Guru’s Langar; the kheer — the rice pudding and ghee, is like sweet ambrosia. The faces of the Guru’s Sikhs are radiant and bright; the self- willed manmukhs are pale, like straw. The Master gave His approval, when Angad exerted Himself heroically. Such is the Husband of mother Khivi; He sustains the world. ||3||