One day, a desire welled up in my mind.

I ground up sandalwood, along with several fragrant oils.

I went to God's place, and worshipped Him there.

That God showed me the Guru, within my own mind. ||1||

Wherever I go, I find water and stones.

You are totally pervading and permeating in all.

I have searched through all the Vedas and the Puraanas.

I would go there, only if the Lord were not here. ||2||

I am a sacrifice to You, O my True Guru.

You have cut through all my confusion and doubt.

Raamaanand's Lord and Master is the All-pervading Lord God.

The Word of the Guru's Shabad eradicates the karma of millions of past actions. ||3||1||

Basant, The Word Of Naam Dayv Jee:

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

If the servant runs away when his master is in trouble,

he will not have a long life, and he brings shame to all his family. ||1||

I shall not abandon devotional worship of You, O Lord, even if the people laugh at me.

The Lord's Lotus Feet abide within my heart. ||1||Pause||

The mortal will even die for the sake of his wealth;

in the same way, the Saints do not forsake the Lord's Name. ||2||

Pilgrimages to the Ganges, the Gaya and the Godawari are merely worldly affairs.

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If the Lord were totally pleased, then He would let Naam Dayv be His servant. ||3||1||

The tidal waves of greed constantly assault me.

My body is drowning, O Lord. ||1||

Please carry me across the world-ocean, O Lord of the Universe.

Carry me across, O Beloved Father. ||1||Pause||

I cannot steer my ship in this storm.

I cannot find the other shore, O Beloved Lord. ||2||

Please be merciful, and unite me with the True Guru;

carry me across, O Lord. ||3||

Says Naam Dayv, I do not know how to swim.

Give me Your Arm, give me Your Arm, O Beloved Lord. ||4||2||

Slowly at first, the body-cart loaded with dust starts to move.

Later, it is driven on by the stick. ||1||

The body moves along like the ball of dung, driven on by the dung-beetle.

The beloved soul goes down to the pool to wash itself clean. ||1||Pause||

The washerman washes, imbued with the Lord's Love.

My mind is imbued with the Lord's Lotus Feet. ||2||

Prays Naam Dayv, O Lord, You are All-pervading.

Please be kind to Your devotee. ||3||3||

Basant, The Word Of Ravi Daas Jee:

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

You know nothing.

Seeing your clothes, you are so proud of yourself.

The proud bride shall not find a place with the Lord.

Above your head, the crow of death is cawing. ||1||

Why are you so proud? You are insane.