The Messenger of Death does not even approach them; the Guru, the Savior Lord, saves them. ||2||

I am a child; I know nothing at all. The Lord cherishes me, as my mother and father.

I continually put my hands into the fire of Maya, but the Guru saves me; He is merciful to the meek. ||3||

I was filthy, but I have become immaculate. Singing the Lord's Praises, all sins have been burnt to ashes.

My mind is in esctasy, having found the Guru; servant Nanak is enraptured through the Word of the Shabad. ||4||5||

Maalee Gauraa, Fourth Mehl:

Section 24 - Raag Maale Gaaura - Part 003

O my mind, meditate, vibrate on the Lord, and all sins will be eradicated.

The Guru has enshried the Lord, Har, Har, within my heart; I place my head on the Guru's Path. ||1||Pause||

Whoever tells me the stories of my Lord God, I would cut my mind into slices, and dedicate it to him.

The Perfect Guru has united me with the Lord, my Friend; I have sold myself at each and every store for the Guru's Word. ||1||

One may give donations in charity at Prayaag, and cut the body in two at Benares,

but without the Lord's Name, no one attains liberation, even though one may give away huge amounts of gold. ||2||

When one follows the Guru's Teachings, and sings the Kirtan of the Lord's Praises, the doors of the mind, held shut by deception, are thrown open again.

The three qualities are shattered, doubt and fear run away, and the clay pot of public opinion is broken. ||3||

They alone find the Perfect Guru in this Dark Age of Kali Yuga, upon whose foreheads such pre-ordained destiny is inscribed.

Servant Nanak drinks in the Ambrosial Nectar; all his hunger and thirst are quenched. ||4||6||

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Maalee Gauraa, Fifth Mehl:

One Universal Creator God. By The Grace Of The True Guru:

O mind, true peace comes from serving the Lord.

Other services are false, and as punishment for them, the Messenger of Death bashes in one's head. ||1||Pause||

They alone join the Sangat, the Congregation, upon whose forehead such destiny is inscribed.

They are carried across the terrifying world-ocean by the Saints of the Infinite, Primal Lord God. ||1||

Serve forever at the feet of the Holy; renounce greed, emotional attachment and corruption.

Abandon all other hopes, and rest your hopes in the One Formless Lord. ||2||

Some are faithless cynics, deluded by doubt; without the Guru, there is only pitch darkness.

Whatever is pre-ordained, comes to pass; no one can erase it. ||3||

The beauty of the Lord of the Universe is profound and unfathomable; the Names of the Infinite Lord are immunerable.

Blessed, blessed are those humble beings, O Nanak, who enshrine the Lord's Name in their hearts. ||4||1||

Maalee Gauraa, Fifth Mehl: