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Ang: 401

I am a sacrifice to the Guru; meeting Him, I am absorbed into the True Lord. ||1||Pause|| Good omens and bad omens affect those who do not keep the Lord in the mind. The Messenger of Death does not approach those who are pleasing to the Lord God. ||2|| Donations to charity, meditation and penance - above all of them is the Naam. One who chants with his tongue the Name of the Lord, Har, Har - his works are brought to perfect completion. ||3|| His fears are removed, and his doubts and attachments are gone; he sees none other than God. O Nanak, the Supreme Lord God preserves him, and no pain or sorrow afflicts him any longer. ||4||18||120|| Aasaa, Ninth House, Fifth Mehl: One Universal Creator God. By The Grace Of The True Guru: Contemplating Him within my consciousness, I obtain total peace; but hereafter, will I be pleasing to Him or not? There is only One Giver; all others are beggars. Who else can we turn to? ||1|| When I beg from others, I am ashamed. The One Lord Master is the Supreme King of all; who else is equal to Him? ||1||Pause|| Standing up and sitting down, I cannot live without Him. I search and search for the Blessed Vision of His Darshan. Even Brahma and the sages Sanak, Sanandan, Sanaatan and Sanat Kumar, find it difficult to obtain the Mansion of the Lord's Presence. ||2|| He is unapproachable and unfathomable; His wisdom is deep and profound; His value cannot be appraised. I have taken to the Sanctuary of the True Lord, the Primal Being, and I meditate on the True Guru. ||3|| God, the Lord Master, has become kind and compassionate; He has cut the noose of death away from my neck. Says Nanak, now that I have obtained the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy, I shall not have to be reincarnated again. ||4||1||121|| Aasaa, Fifth Mehl: Inwardly, I sing His Praises, and outwardly, I sing His Praises; I sing His Praises while awake and asleep. I am a trader in the Name of the Lord of the Universe; He has given it to me as my supplies, to carry with me. ||1|| I have forgotten and forsaken other things. The Perfect Guru has given me the Gift of the Naam; this alone is my Support. ||1||Pause|| I sing His Praises while suffering, and I sing His Praises while I am at peace as well. I contemplate Him while I walk along the Path. The Guru has implanted the Naam within my mind, and my thirst has been quenched. ||2|| I sing His Praises during the day, and I sing His Praises during the night; I sing them with each and every breath. In the Sat Sangat, the True Congregation, this faith is established, that the Lord is with us, in life and in death. ||3|| Bless servant Nanak with this gift, O God, that he may obtain, and enshrine in his heart, the dust of the feet of the Saints. Hear the Lord's Sermon with your ears, and behold the Blessed Vision of His Darshan with your eyes; place your forehead upon the Guru's Feet. ||4||2||122|| One Universal Creator God. By The Grace Of The True Guru: Aasaa, Tenth House, Fifth Mehl: That which you believe to be permanent, is a guest here for only a few days.

Ang: 402

Children, wives, homes, and all possessions - attachment to all of these is false. ||1|| O mind, why do you burst out laughing? See with your eyes, that these things are only mirages. So earn the profit of meditation on the One Lord. ||1||Pause|| It is like the clothes which you wear on your body - they wear off in a few days. How long can you run upon a wall? Ultimately, you come to its end. ||2|| It is like salt, preserved in its container; when it is put into water, it dissolves. When the Order of the Supreme Lord God comes, the soul arises, and departs in an instant. ||3|| O mind, your steps are numbered, your moments spent sitting are numbered, and the breaths you are to take are numbered. Sing forever the Praises of the Lord, O Nanak, and you shall be saved, under the Shelter of the Feet of the True Guru. ||4||1||123|| Aasaa, Fifth Mehl: That which was upside-down has been set upright; the deadly enemies and adversaries have become friends. In the darkness, the jewel shines forth, and the impure understanding has become pure. ||1|| When the Lord of the Universe became merciful, I found peace, wealth and the fruit of the Lord's Name; I have met the True Guru. ||1||Pause|| No one knew me, the miserable miser, but now, I have become famous all over the world. Before, no one would even sit with me, but now, all worship my feet. ||2|| I used to wander in search of pennies, but now, all the desires of my mind are satisfied. I could not bear even one criticism, but now, in the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy, I am cooled and soothed. ||3|| What Glorious Virtues of the Inaccessible, Unfathomable, Profound Lord can one mere tongue describe? Please, make me the slave of the slave of Your slaves; servant Nanak seeks the Lord's Sanctuary. ||4||2||124|| Aasaa, Fifth Mehl: O fool, you are so slow to earn your profits, and so quick to run up losses. You do not purchase the inexpensive merchandise; O sinner, you are tied to your debts. ||1|| O True Guru, You are my only hope. Your Name is the Purifier of sinners, O Supreme Lord God; You are my only Shelter. ||1||Pause|| Listening to the evil talk, you are caught up in it, but you are hesitant to chant the Naam, the Name of the Lord. You are delighted by slanderous talk; your understanding is corrupt. ||2|| Others' wealth, others' wives and the slander of others - eating the uneatable, you have gone crazy. You have not enshrined love for the True Faith of Dharma; hearing the Truth, you are enraged. ||3|| O God, Merciful to the meek, Compassionate Lord Master, Your Name is the Support of Your devotees. Nanak has come to Your Sanctuary; O God, make him Your Own, and preserve his honor. ||4||3||125|| Aasaa, Fifth Mehl : They are attached to falsehood; clinging to the transitory, they are trapped in emotional attachment to Maya. Wherever they go, they do not think of the Lord; they are blinded by intellectual egotism. ||1|| O mind, O renunciate, why don't you adore Him? You dwell in that flimsy chamber, with all the sins of corruption. ||1||Pause|| Crying out, "Mine, mine", your days and nights pass away; moment by moment, your life is running out.