The Ambrosial Naam, the Name of the Lord, is the sweetest nectar of nectars. Through the Word of the Guru's Shabad, with my tongue, I drink in this nectar.

Without the Name, no one has any friend or companion; millions come and go in reincarnation.

Nanak: the profit is earned and the soul returns home. True, true are Your Teachings. ||2||

O Friend, You have travelled so far from Your homeland; I send my message of love to You.

I cherish and remember that Friend; the eyes of this soul-bride are filled with tears.

The eyes of the soul-bride are filled with tears; I dwell upon Your Glorious Virtues. How can I meet my Beloved Lord God?

I do not know the treacherous path, the way to You. How can I find You and cross over, O my Husband Lord?

Through the Shabad, the Word of the True Guru, the separated soul-bride meets with the Lord; I place my body and mind before You.

O Nanak, the ambrosial tree bears the most delicious fruits; meeting with my Beloved, I taste the sweet essence. ||3||

The Lord has called you to the Mansion of His Presence - do not delay!

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Night and day, imbued with His Love, you shall meet with Him with intuitive ease.

In celestial peace and poise, you shall meet Him; do not harbor anger - subdue your proud self!

Imbued with Truth, I am united in His Union, while the self-willed manmukhs continue coming and going.

When you dance, what veil covers you? Break the water pot, and be unattached.

O Nanak, realize your own self; as Gurmukh, contemplate the essence of reality. ||4||4||

Tukhaari, First Mehl:

O my Dear Beloved, I am the slave of Your slaves.

The Guru has shown me the Invisible Lord, and now, I do not seek any other.

The Guru showed me the Invisible Lord, when it pleased Him, and when God showered His Blessings.

The Life of the World, the Great Giver, the Primal Lord, the Architect of Destiny, the Lord of the woods - I have met Him with intuitive ease.

Bestow Your Glance of Grace and carry me across, to save me. Please bless me with the Truth, O Lord, Merciful to the meek.

Prays Nanak, I am the slave of Your slaves. You are the Cherisher of all souls. ||1||

My Dear Beloved is enshrined throughout the Universe.

The Shabad is pervading, through the Guru, the Embodiment of the Lord.

The Guru, the Embodiment of the Lord, is enshrined throughout the three worlds; His limits cannot be found.

He created the beings of various colors and kinds; His Blessings increase day by day.

The Infinite Lord Himself establishes and disestablishes; whatever pleases Him, happens.

O Nanak, the diamond of the mind is pierced through by the diamond of spiritual wisdom. The garland of virtue is strung. ||2||