So dance in this love, and keep the beat with your feet. ||2||

Let the fear of God within your heart and mind be your spinning dance,

and keep up, whether sitting or standing.

To roll around in the dust is to know that the body is only ashes.

So dance in this love, and keep the beat with your feet. ||3||

Keep the company of the disciples, the students who love the teachings.

As Gurmukh, listen to the True Name.

O Nanak, chant it, over and over again.

So dance in this love, and keep the beat with your feet. ||4||6||

Aasaa, First Mehl:

He created the air, and He supports the whole world; he bound water and fire together.

The blind, ten-headed Raavan had his heads cut off, but what greatness was obtained by killing him? ||1||

What Glories of Yours can be chanted?

You are totally pervading everywhere; You love and cherish all. ||1||Pause||

You created all beings, and You hold the world in Your Hands; what greatness is it to put a ring in the nose of the black cobra, as Krishna did?

Whose Husband are You? Who is Your wife? You are subtly diffused and pervading in all. ||2||

Brahma, the bestower of blessings, entered the stem of the lotus, with his relatives, to find the extent of the universe.

Proceeding on, he could not find its limits; what glory was obtained by killing Kansa, the king? ||3||

The jewels were produced and brought forth by churning the ocean of milk. The other gods proclaimed "We are the ones who did this!"

Section 08 - Raag Aasaa - Part 005

Says Nanak, by hiding, how can the Lord be hidden? He has given each their share, one by one. ||4||7||

Aasaa, First Mehl:

The vine of good actions and character has spread out, and it bears the fruit of the Lord's Name.

The Name has no form or outline; it vibrates with the unstruck Sound Current; through the Word of the Shabad, the Immaculate Lord is revealed. ||1||

One can speak on this only when he knows it.

He alone drinks in the Ambrosial Nectar. ||1||Pause||

Those who drink it in are enraptured; their bonds and shackles are cut away.

When one's light blends into the Divine Light, then the desire for Maya is ended. ||2||

Among all lights, I behold Your Form; all the worlds are Your Maya.

Among the tumults and forms, He sits in serene detachment; He bestows His Glance of Grace upon those who are engrossed in the illusion. ||3||

The Yogi who plays on the instrument of the Shabad gains the Blessed Vision of the Infinitely Beautiful Lord.

He, the Lord, is immersed in the Unstruck Shabad of the Word, says Nanak, the humble and meek. ||4||8||

Aasaa, First Mehl:

My virtue is that I carry the load of my words upon my head.

The real words are the Words of the Creator Lord.

How useless are eating, drinking and laughing,