O Nanak, whatever the Gurmukhs do is acceptable; they remain lovingly absorbed in the Naam, the Name of the Lord. || 2 || PAUREE: I am a sacrifice to those Sikhs who are Gurmukhs. I behold the Blessed Vision, the Darshan of those who meditate on the Lord's Name. Listening to the Kirtan of the Lord's Praises, I contemplate His virtues; I write His Praises on the fabric of my mind. I praise the Lord's Name with love, and eradicate all my sins. Blessed, blessed and beauteous is that body and place, where my Guru places His feet. || 19 || SHALOK, THIRD MEHL: Without the Guru, spiritual wisdom is not obtained, and peace does not come to abide in the mind. O Nanak, without the Naam, the Name of the Lord, the self-willed manmukhs depart, after having wasted their lives. || 1 || THIRD MEHL: All the Siddhas, spiritual masters and seekers search for the Name; they have grown weary of concentrating and focusing their attention. Without the True Guru, no one finds the Name; the Gurmukhs unite in Union with the Lord. Without the Name, all food and clothes are worthless; cursed is such spirituality, and cursed are such miraculous powers. That alone is spirituality, and that alone is miraculous power, which the Carefree Lord spontaneously bestows. O Nanak, the Lord's Name abides in the mind of the Gurmukh; this is spirituality, and this is miraculous power. || 2 || PAUREE: I am a minstrel of God, my Lord and Master; every day, I sing the songs of the Lord's Glorious Praises. I sing the Kirtan of the Lord's Praises, and I listen to the Praises of the Lord, the Master of wealth and Maya. The Lord is the Great Giver; all the world is begging; all beings and creatures are beggars. O Lord, You are kind and compassionate; You give Your gifts to even worms and insects among the rocks. Servant Nanak meditates on the Naam, the Name of the Lord; as Gurmukh, he has become truly wealthy. || 20 || SHALOK, THIRD MEHL: Reading and studying are just worldly pursuits, if there is thirst and corruption within. Reading in egotism, all have grown weary; through the love of duality, they are ruined. He alone is educated, and he alone is a wise Pandit, who contemplates the Word of the Guru's Shabad. He searches within himself, and finds the true essence; he finds the Door of Salvation. He finds the Lord, the treasure of excellence, and peacefully contemplates Him. Blessed is the trader, O Nanak, who, as Gurmukh, takes the Name as his only Support. || 1 || THIRD MEHL: Without conquering his mind, no one can be successful. See this, and concentrate on it. The wandering holy men are tired of of making pilgrimages to sacred shrines; they have not been able to conquer their minds. The Gurmukh has conquered his mind, and he remains lovingly absorbed in the True Lord. O Nanak, this is how the filth of the mind is removed; the Word of the Shabad burns away the ego. || 2 || PAUREE: O Saints of the Lord, O my Siblings of Destiny, please meet with me, and implant the Name of the One Lord within me. O humble servants of the Lord, adorn me with the decorations of the Lord, Har, Har; let me wear the robes of the Lord's forgiveness. Such decorations are pleasing to my God; such love is dear to the Lord. I chant the Name of the Lord, Har, Har, day and night; in an instant, all sins are eradicated.

That Gurmukh, unto whom the Lord becomes merciful, chants the Lord's Name, and wins the game of life. || 21 || SHALOK, THIRD MEHL: The filth of countless incarnations sticks to this mind; it has become pitch black. The oily rag cannot be cleaned by merely washing it, even if it is washed a hundred times. By Guru's Grace, one remains dead while yet alive; his intellect is transformed, and he becomes detached from the world. O Nanak, no filth sticks to him, and he does not fall into the womb again. || 1 || THIRD MEHL: Kali Yuga is called the Dark Age, but the most sublime state is attained in this age. The Gurmukh obtains the fruit, the Kirtan of the Lord's Praises; this is his destiny, ordained by the Lord. O Nanak, by Guru's Grace, he worships the Lord night and day; he chants the Lord's Name, and remains absorbed in the Lord's devotional worship. || 2 || PAUREE: O Lord, unite me with the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy, so that with my mouth, I may speak the sublime Word of the Guru's Bani. I sing the Glorious Praises of the Lord, and constantly chant the Lord's Name; through the Guru's Teachings, I enjoy the Lord's Love constantly. I take the medicine of meditation on the Lord's Name, which has cured all diseases and multitudes of sufferings. Those who do not forget the Lord, while breathing or eating - know them to be the perfect servants of the Lord. Those Gurmukhs who worship the Lord in adoration end their subservience to the Messenger of Death, and to the world. || 22 || SHALOK, THIRD MEHL: O man, you have been tormented by a nightmare, and you have passed your life in sleep. You did not wake to hear the Word of the True Guru's Shabad; you have no inspiration within yourself. That body burns, which has no virtue, and which does not serve the Guru. I have seen that the world is burning, in egotism and the love of duality. O Nanak, those who seek the Guru's Sanctuary are saved; within their minds, they meditate on the True Word of the Shabad. || 1 || THIRD MEHL: Attuned to the Word of the Shabad, the soul-bride is rid of egotism, and she is glorified. If she walks steadily in the way of His Will, then she is adorned with decorations. Her couch becomes beautiful, and she constantly enjoys her Husband Lord; she obtains the Lord as her Husband. The Lord does not die, and she never suffers pain; she is a happy soul-bride forever. O Nanak, the Lord God unites her with Himself; she enshrines love and affection for the Guru. || 2 || PAUREE: Those who conceal and deny their Guru, are the most evil people. O Dear Lord, let me not even see them; they are the worst sinners and murderers. They wander from house to house, with impure minds, like wicked, forsaken women. But by great good fortune, they may meet the Company of the Holy; as Gurmukhs, they are reformed. O Lord, please be kind and let me meet the True Guru; I am a sacrifice to the Guru. || 23 || SHALOK, THIRD MEHL: Serving the Guru, peace is produced, and then, one does not suffer in pain. The cycle of birth and death is brought to an end, and death has no power over at all. His mind is imbued with the Lord, and he remains merged in the True Lord. O Nanak, I am a sacrifice to those who walk in the Way of the True Guru's Will. || 1 || THIRD MEHL: Without the Word of the Shabad, purity is not obtained, even though the soul-bride may adorn herself with all sorts of decorations.

She does not know the value of her Husband Lord; she is attached to the love of duality. She is impure, and ill-mannered, O Nanak; among women, she is the most evil woman. || 2 || PAUREE: Be kind to me, Lord, that I might chant the Word of Your Bani. May I meditate on the Lord's Name, chant the Lord's Name, and obtain the profit of the Lord's Name. I am a sacrifice to those who chant the Name of the Lord, Har, Har, day and night. May I behold with my eyes those who worship and adore my Beloved True Guru. I am a sacrifice to my Guru, who has united me with my Lord, my friend, my very best friend. || 24 || SHALOK, FOURTH MEHL: The Lord loves His slaves; the Lord is the friend of His slaves. The Lord is under the control of His slaves, like the musical instrument under the control of the musician. The Lord's slaves meditate on the Lord; they love their Beloved. Please, hear me, O God - let Your Grace rain over the whole world. The praise of the Lord's slaves is the Glory of the Lord. The Lord loves His Own Glory, and so His humble servant is celebrated and hailed. That humble servant of the Lord meditates on the Naam, the Name of the Lord; the Lord, and the Lord's humble servant, are one and the same. Servant Nanak is the slave of the Lord; O Lord, O God, please, preserve his honor. || 1 || FOURTH MEHL: Nanak loves the True Lord; without Him, he cannot even survive. Meeting the True Guru, one finds the Perfect Lord, and the tongue enjoys the sublime essence of the Lord. || 2 || PAUREE: Night and day, morning and night, I sing to You, Lord. All beings and creatures meditate on Your Name. You are the Giver, the Great Giver; we eat whatever You give us. In the congregation of the devotees, sins are eradicated. Servant Nanak is forever a sacrifice, a sacrifice, a sacrifice, O Lord. || 25 || SHALOK, FOURTH MEHL: He has spiritual ignorance within, and his intellect is dull and dim; he does not place his faith in the True Guru. He has deceit within himself, and so he sees deception in all others; through his deceptions, he is totally ruined. The True Guru's Will does not enter into his consciousness, and so he wanders around, pursuing his own interests. If He grants His Grace, then Nanak is absorbed into the Word of the Shabad. || 1 || FOURTH MEHL: The self-willed manmukhs are engrossed in emotional attachment to Maya; in the love of duality, their minds are unsteady. Night and day, they are burning; day and night, they are totally ruined by their egotism. Within them, is the total pitch darkness of greed, and no one even approaches them. They themselves are miserable, and they never find peace; they are born, only to die, and die again. O Nanak, the True Lord God forgives those, who focus their consciousness on the Guru's feet. || 2 || PAUREE: That Saint, that devotee, is acceptable, who is loved by God. Those beings are wise, who meditate on the Lord. They eat the food, the treasure of the Ambrosial Naam, the Name of the Lord. They apply the dust of the feet of the Saints to their foreheads.

O Nanak, they are purified, bathing in the sacred shrine of the Lord. || 26 || SHALOK, FOURTH MEHL: Within the Gurmukh is peace and tranquility; his mind and body are absorbed in the Naam, the Name of the Lord. He contemplates the Naam, he studies the Naam, and he remains lovingly absorbed in the Naam. He obtains the treasure of the Naam, and his anxiety is dispelled. Meeting with the Guru, the Naam wells up, and his thirst and hunger are completely relieved. O Nanak, imbued with the Naam, he gathers in the Naam. || 1 || FOURTH MEHL: One who is cursed by the True Guru, abandons his home, and wanders around aimlessly. He is jeered at, and his face is blackened in the world hereafter. He babbles incoherently, and foaming at the mouth, he dies. What can anyone do? Such is his destiny, according to his past deeds. Wherever he goes, he is a liar, and by telling lies, he not liked by anyone. O Siblings of Destiny, behold this, the glorious greatness of our Lord and Master, O Saints; as one behaves, so does he receive. This shall be God's determination in His True Court; servant Nanak predicts and proclaims this. || 2 || PAUREE: The True Guru has established the village; the Guru has appointed its guards and protectors. My hopes are fulfilled, and my mind is imbued with the love of the Guru's Feet. The Guru is infinitely merciful; He has erased all my sins. The Guru has showered me with His Mercy, and He has made me His own. Nanak is forever a sacrifice to the Guru, who has countless virtues. || 27 || SHALOK, FIRST MEHL: By His Command, we receive our pre-ordained rewards; so what can we do now, O Pandit? When His Command is received, then it is decided; all beings move and act accordingly. || 1 || SECOND MEHL: The string through the nose is in the hands of the Lord Master; one's own actions drive him on. Wherever his food is, there he eats it; O Nanak, this is the Truth. || 2 || PAUREE: The Lord Himself puts everything in its proper place. He Himself created the creation, and He Himself destroys it. He Himself fashions His creatures, and He Himself nourishes them. He hugs His slaves close in His embrace, and blesses them with His Glance of Grace. O Nanak, His devotees are forever in bliss; they have burnt away the love of duality. || 28 || SHALOK, THIRD MEHL: O mind, meditate on the Dear Lord, with single-minded conscious concentration. The glorious greatness of the Lord shall last forever and ever; He never regrets what He gives. I am forever a sacrifice to the Lord; serving Him, peace is obtained. O Nanak, the Gurmukh remains merged with the Lord; he burns away his ego through the Word of the Shabad. || 1 || THIRD MEHL: He Himself enjoins us to serve Him, and He Himself blesses us with forgiveness. He Himself is the father and mother of all; He Himself cares for us. O Nanak, those who meditate on the Naam, the Name of the Lord, abide in the home of their inner being; they are honored throughout the ages. || 2 || PAUREE: You are the Creator, all-powerful, able to do anything.

Without You, there is no other at all. You Yourself created the world, and You Yourself shall destroy it in the end. The Word of Your Shabad alone is pervading everywhere; whatever You do, comes to pass. God blesses the Gurmukh with glorious greatness, and then, he finds the Lord. As Gurmukh, Nanak worships and adores the Lord; let everyone proclaim, "Blessed, blessed, blessed is He, the Guru!" || 29 || 1 || SUDH ||

Worshipping their idols, the Hindus die; the Muslims die bowing their heads. The Hindus cremate their dead, while the Muslims bury theirs; neither finds Your true state, Lord. || 1 || O mind, the world is a deep, dark pit. On all four sides, Death has spread his net. || 1 || Pause || Reciting their poems, the poets die; the mystical ascetics die while journeying to Kaydaar Naat'h. The Yogis die, with their matted hair, but even they do not find Your state, Lord. || 2 || The kings die, gathering and hoarding their money, burying great quantities of gold. The Pandits die, reading and reciting the Vedas; women die, gazing at their own beauty. || 3 || Without the Lord's Name, all come to ruin; behold, and know this, O body. Without the Name of the Lord, who can find salvation? Kabeer speaks the Teachings. || 4 || 1 || When the body is burnt, it turns to ashes; if it is not cremated, then it is eaten by armies of worms. The unbaked clay pitcher dissolves, when water is poured into it; this is also the nature of the body. || 1 || Why, O Siblings of Destiny, do you strut around, all puffed up with pride? Have you forgotten those days, when you were hanging, face down, for ten months? || 1 || Pause || Like the bee which collects honey, the fool eagerly gathers and collects wealth. At the time of death, they shout, "Take him away, take him away! Why leave a ghost lying around?" || 2 || His wife accompanies his to the threshold, and his friends and companions beyond. All the people and relatives go as far as the cremation grounds, and then, the soul-swan goes on alone. || 3 || Says Kabeer, listen, O mortal being: you have been seized by Death, and you have fallen into the deep, dark pit. You have entangled yourself in the false wealth of Maya, like the parrot caught in the trap. || 4 || 2 || Listening to all the teachings of the Vedas and the Puraanas, I wanted to perform the religious rituals. But seeing all the wise men caught by Death, I arose and left the Pandits; now I am free of this desire. || 1 || O mind, you have not completed the only task you were given; you have not meditated on the Lord, your King. || 1 || Pause || Going to the forests, they practice Yoga and deep, austere meditation; they live on roots and the fruits they gather. The musicians, the Vedic scholars, the chanters of one word and the men of silence, all are listed on the Register of Death. || 2 || Loving devotional worship does not enter into your heart; pampering and adorning your body, you must still give it up. You sit and play music, but you are still a hypocrite; what do you expect to receive from the Lord? || 3 ||

Death has fallen on the whole world; the doubting religious scholars are also listed on the Register of Death. Says Kabeer, those humble people become pure - they become Khalsa - who know the Lord's loving devotional worship. || 4 || 3 || SECOND HOUSE || With both of my eyes, I look around; I don't see anything except the Lord. My eyes gaze lovingly upon Him, and now, I cannot speak of anything else. || 1 || My doubts were removed, and my fear ran away, when my consciousness became attached to the Lord's Name. || 1 || Pause || When the magician beats his tambourine, everyone comes to see the show. When the magician winds up his show, then he enjoys its play all alone. || 2 || By preaching sermons, one's doubt is not dispelled. Everyone is tired of preaching and teaching. The Lord causes the Gurmukh to understand; his heart remains permeated with the Lord. || 3 || When the Guru grants even a bit of His Grace, one's body, mind and entire being are absorbed into the Lord. Says Kabeer, I am imbued with the Lord's Love; I have met with the Life of the world, the Great Giver. || 4 || 4 || Let the sacred scriptures be your milk and cream, and the ocean of the mind the churning vat. Be the butter-churner of the Lord, and your buttermilk shall not be wasted. || 1 || O soul-bride slave, why don't you take the Lord as your Husband? He is the Life of the world, the Support of the breath of life. || 1 || Pause || The chain is around your neck, and the cuffs are on your feet. The Lord has sent you wandering around from house to house. And still, you do not meditate on the Lord, O soul-bride, slave. Death is watching you, O wretched woman. || 2 || The Lord God is the Cause of causes. What is in the hands of the poor soul-bride, the slave? She awakens from her slumber, and she becomes attached to whatever the Lord attaches her. || 3 || O soul-bride, slave, where did you obtain that wisdom, by which you erased your inscription of doubt? Kabeer has tasted that subtle essence; by Guru's Grace, his mind is reconciled with the Lord. || 4 || 5 || Without Him, we cannot even live; when we meet Him, then our task is completed. People say it is good to live forever, but without dying, there is no life. || 1 || So now, what sort wisdom should I contemplate and preach? As I watch, worldly things dissipate. || 1 || Pause || Saffron is ground up, and mixed with sandalwood; without eyes, the world is seen. The son has given birth to his father; without a place, the city has been established. || 2 || The humble beggar has found the Great Giver, but he is unable to eat what he has been given. He cannot leave it alone, but it is never exhausted. He shall not go to beg from others any longer. || 3 || Those select few, who know how to die while yet alive, enjoy great peace. Kabeer has found that wealth; meeting with the Lord, he has erased his self-conceit. || 4 || 6 || What use is it to read, and what use is it to study? What use is it to listen to the Vedas and the Puraanas? What use is reading and listening, if celestial peace is not attained? || 1 || The fool does not chant the Name of the Lord. So what does he think of, over and over again? || 1 || Pause || In the darkness, we need a lamp to find the incomprehensible thing.

I have found this incomprehensible thing; my mind is illuminated and enlightened. || 2 || Says Kabeer, now I know Him; since I know Him, my mind is pleased and appeased. My mind is pleased and appeased, and yet, people do not believe it. They do not believe it, so what can I do? || 3 || 7 || In his heart there is deception, and yet in his mouth are words of wisdom. You are false - why are you churning water? || 1 || Why do you bother to wash your body? Your heart is still full of filth. || 1 || Pause || The gourd may be washed at the sixty-eight sacred shrines, but even then, its bitterness is not removed. || 2 || Says Kabeer after deep contemplation, please help me cross over the terrifying world-ocean, O Lord, O Destroyer of ego. || 3 || 8 ||

Practicing great hypocrisy, he acquires the wealth of others. Returning home, he squanders it on his wife and children. || 1 || O my mind, do not practice deception, even inadvertently. In the end, your own soul shall have to answer for its account. || 1 || Pause || Moment by moment, the body is wearing away, and old age is asserting itself. And then, when you are old, no one shall pour water into your cup. || 2 || Says Kabeer, no one belongs to you. Why not chant the Lord's Name in your heart, when you are still young? || 3 || 9 || O Saints, my windy mind has now become peaceful and still. It seems that I have learned something of the science of Yoga. || Pause || The Guru has shown me the hole, through which the deer carefully enters. I have now closed off the doors, and the unstruck celestial sound current resounds. || 1 || The pitcher of my heart-lotus is filled with water; I have spilled out the water, and set it upright. Says Kabeer, the Lord's humble servant, this I know. Now that I know this, my mind is pleased and appeased. || 2 || 10 || RAAG SORAT'H: I am so hungry, I cannot perform devotional worship service. Here, Lord, take back Your mala. I beg for the dust of the feet of the Saints. I do not owe anyone anything. || 1 || O Lord, how can I be with You? If You do not give me Yourself, then I shall beg until I get You. || Pause || I ask for two kilos of flour, and half a pound of ghee, and salt. I ask for a pound of beans, which I shall eat twice a day. || 2 || I ask for a cot, with four legs, and a pillow and mattress. I ask for a quit to cover myself. Your humble servant shall perform Your devotional worship service with love. || 3 || I have no greed; Your Name is the only ornament I wish for. Says Kabeer, my mind is pleased and appeased; now that my mind is pleased and appeased, I have come to know the Lord. || 4 || 11 ||

When I see Him, I sing His Praises.

Then I, his humble servant, become patient. || 1 || Meeting the Divine True Guru, I merge into the sound current of the Naad. || 1 || Pause || Where the dazzling white light is seen, there the unstruck sound current of the Shabad resounds. One's light merges in the Light; by Guru's Grace, I know this. || 2 || The jewels are in the treasure chamber of the heart-lotus. They sparkle and glitter like lightning. The Lord is near at hand, not far away. He is totally permeating and pervading in my soul. || 3 || Where the light of the undying sun shines, the light of burning lamps seems insignificant. By Guru's Grace, I know this. Servant Naam Dayv is absorbed in the Celestial Lord. || 4 || 1 || FOURTH HOUSE, SORAT'H: The woman next door asked Naam Dayv, "Who built your house? I shall pay him double wages. Tell me, who is your carpenter?" || 1 || O sister, I cannot give this carpenter to you. Behold, my carpenter is pervading everywhere. My carpenter is the Support of the breath of life. || 1 || Pause || This carpenter demands the wages of love, if someone wants Him to build their house. When one breaks his ties with all the people and relatives, then the carpenter comes of His own accord. || 2 || I cannot describe such a carpenter, who is contained in everything, everywhere. The mute tastes the most sublime ambrosial nectar, but if you ask him to describe it, he cannot. || 3 || Listen to the virtues of this carpenter, O sister; He stopped the oceans, and established Dhroo as the pole star. Naam Dayv's Lord Master brought Sita back, and gave Sri Lanka to Bhabheekhan. || 4 || 2 || SORAT'H, THIRD HOUSE: The skinless drum plays. Without the rainy season, the clouds shake with thunder. Without clouds, the rain falls, if one contemplates the essence of reality. || 1 || I have met my Beloved Lord. Meeting with Him, my body is made beauteous and sublime. || 1 || Pause || Touching the philosopher's stone, I have been transformed into gold. I have threaded the jewels into my mouth and mind. I love Him as my own, and my doubt has been dispelled. Seeking the Guru's guidance, my mind is content. || 2 || The water is contained within the pitcher; I know that the One Lord is contained in all. The mind of the disciple has faith in the Guru. Servant Naam Dayv understands the essence of reality. || 3 || 3 ||

When I am in my ego, then You are not with me. Now that You are with me, there is no egotism within me. The wind may raise up huge waves in the vast ocean, but they are just water in water. || 1 || O Lord, what can I say about such an illusion? Things are not as they seem. || 1 || Pause || It is like the king, who falls asleep upon his throne, and dreams that he is a beggar.

His kingdom is intact, but separated from it, he suffers in sorrow. Such is my own condition. || 2 || Like the story of the rope mistaken for a snake, the mystery has now been explained to me. Like the many bracelets, which I mistakenly thought were gold; now, I do not say what I said then. || 3 || The One Lord is pervading the many forms; He enjoys Himself in all hearts. Says Ravi Daas, the Lord is nearer than our own hands and feet. Whatever will be, will be. || 4 || 1 || If I am bound by the noose of emotional attachment, then I shall bind You, Lord, with the bonds of love. Go ahead and try to escape, Lord; I have escaped by worshipping and adoring You. || 1 || O Lord, You know my love for You. Now, what will You do? || 1 || Pause || A fish is caught, cut up, and cooked it in many different ways. Bit by bit, it is eaten, but still, it does not forget the water. || 2 || The Lord, our King, is father to no one, except those who love Him. The veil of emotional attachment has been cast over the entire world, but it does not bother the Lord's devotee. || 3 || Says Ravi Daas, my devotion to the One Lord is increasing; now, who can I tell this to? That which brought me to worship and adore You - I am still suffering that pain. || 4 || 2 || I obtained this precious human life as a reward for my past actions, but without discriminating wisdom, it is wasted in vain. Tell me, without devotional worship of the Lord, of what use are mansions and thrones like those of King Indra? || 1 || You have not considered the sublime essence of the Name of the Lord, our King; this sublime essence shall cause you to forget all other essences. || 1 || Pause || We do not know what we need to know, and we have become insane. We do not consider what we should consider; our days are passing away. Our passions are strong, and our discriminating intellect is weak; we have no access to the supreme objective. || 2 || We say one thing, and do something else; entangled in endless Maya, we do not understand anything. Says Ravi Daas, Your slave, O Lord, I am disillusioned and detached; please, spare me Your anger, and have mercy on my soul. || 3 || 3 || He is the ocean of peace; the miraculous tree of life, the wish-fulfilling jewel, and the Kaamadhayna, the cow which fulfills all desires, all are in His power. The four great blessings, the eighteen supernatural spiritual powers of the Siddhas, and the nine treasures, are all in the palm of His hand. || 1 || You do not chant with your tongue the Name of the Lord, Har, Har, Har. Abandon your involvement in all other words. || 1 || Pause || The various Shaastras, Puranaas, and the Vedas of Brahma, are made up of thirty-four letters. After deep contemplation, Vyaas spoke of the supreme objective; there is nothing equal to the Lord's Name. || 2 || Very fortunate are those who are absorbed in celestial bliss, and released from their entanglements; they are lovingly attached to the Lord. Says Ravi Daas, enshrine the Lord's Light within your heart, and your fear of birth and death shall run away from you. || 3 || 4 || If You are the mountain, Lord, then I am the peacock. If You are the moon, then I am the partridge in love with it. || 1 || O Lord, if You will not break with me, then I will not break with You. For, if I were to break with You, with whom would I then join? || 1 || Pause || If You are the lamp, then I am the wick.

If You are the sacred place of pilgrimage, then I am the pilgrim. || 2 || I am joined in true love with You, Lord. I am joined with You, and I have broken with all others. || 3 || Wherever I go, there I serve You. There is no other Lord Master than You, O Divine Lord. || 4 || Meditating, vibrating upon You, the noose of death is cut away. To attain devotional worship, Ravi Daas sings to You, Lord. || 5 || 5 || The body is a wall of water, supported by the pillars of air; the egg and sperm are the mortar. The framework is made up of bones, flesh and veins; the poor soul-bird dwells within it. || 1 || O mortal, what is mine, and what is yours? The soul is like a bird perched upon a tree. || 1 || Pause || You lay the foundation and build the walls. But in the end, three and a half cubits will be your measured space. || 2 || You make your hair beautiful, and wear a stylish turban on your head. But in the end, this body shall be reduced to a pile of ashes. || 3 || Your palaces are lofty, and your brides are beautiful. But without the Lord's Name, you shall lose the game entirely. || 4 || My social status is low, my ancestry is low, and my life is wretched. I have come to Your Sanctuary, O Luminous Lord, my King; so says Ravi Daas, the shoemaker. || 5 || 6 || I am a shoemaker, but I do not know how to mend shoes. People come to me to mend their shoes. || 1 || Pause || I have no awl to stitch them; I have no knife to patch them. || 1 || Mending, mending, people waste their lives and ruin themselves. Without wasting my time mending, I have found the Lord. || 2 || Ravi Daas chants the Lord's Name; he is not concerned with the Messenger of Death. || 3 || 7 ||

Tears well up in my eyes, my body has become weak, and my hair has become milky-white. My throat is tight, and I cannot utter even one word; what can I do now? I am a mere mortal. || 1 || O Lord, my King, Gardener of the world-garden, be my Physician, and save me, Your Saint. || 1 || Pause || My head aches, my body is burning, and my heart is filled with anguish. Such is the disease that has struck me; there is no medicine to cure it. || 2 || The Name of the Lord, the ambrosial, immaculate water, is the best medicine in the world. By Guru's Grace, says servant Bheekhan, I have found the Door of Salvation. || 3 || 1 || Such is the Naam, the Name of the Lord, the invaluable jewel, the most sublime wealth, which I have found through good deeds. By various efforts, I have enshrined it within my heart; this jewel cannot be hidden by hiding it. || 1 || The Glorious Praises of the Lord cannot be spoken by speaking. They are like the sweet candies given to a mute. || 1 || Pause || The tongue speaks, the ears listen, and the mind contemplates the Lord; they find peace and comfort. Says Bheekhan, my eyes are content; wherever I look, there I see the Lord. || 2 || 2 ||