Let your service to the True Guru be your supplies on the Lord's Path; pack them up, and don't think of today or tomorrow. ||2||

O Saints of the Lord, chant the chant of the Lord's Name; the Lord's Saints walk with the Lord.

Those who meditate on the Lord, become the Lord; the playful, wondrous Lord meets them. ||3||

To chant the chant of the Lord's Name, Har, Har, is the longing I long for; have Mercy upon me, O Lord of the world-forest.

O Lord, unite servant Nanak with the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy; make me the dust of the feet of the Holy. ||4||4||

Section 14 - Raag Dhanaasaree - Part 009

Dhanaasaree, Fourth Mehl:

The Lord, Har, Har, is the rain-drop; I am the song-bird, crying, crying out for it.

O Lord God, please bless me with Your Mercy, and pour Your Name into my mouth, even if for only an instant. ||1||

Without the Lord, I cannot live for even a second.

Like the addict who dies without his drug, I die without the Lord. ||Pause||

You, Lord, are the deepest, most unfathomable ocean; I cannot find even a trace of Your limits.

You are the most remote of the remote, limitless and transcendent; O Lord Master, You alone know Your state and extent. ||2||

The Lord's humble Saints meditate on the Lord; they are imbued with the deep crimson color of the Guru's Love.

Meditating on the Lord, they attain great glory, and the most sublime honor. ||3||

He Himself is the Lord and Master, and He Himself is the servant; He Himself creates His environments.

Servant Nanak has come to Your Sanctuary, O Lord; protect and preserve the honor of Your devotee. ||4||5||

Dhanaasaree, Fourth Mehl:

Tell me, O Siblings of Destiny, the religion for this Dark Age of Kali Yuga. I seek emancipation - how can I be emancipated?

Meditation on the Lord, Har, Har, is the boat, the raft; meditating on the Lord, the swimmer swims across. ||1||

O Dear Lord, protect and preserve the honor of Your humble servant.

O Lord, Har, Har, please make me chant the chant of Your Name; I beg only for Your devotional worship. ||Pause||

The Lord's servants are very dear to the Lord; they chant the Word of the Lord's Bani.

The account of the recording angels, Chitr and Gupt, and the account with the Messenger of Death is totally erased. ||2||

The Saints of the Lord meditate on the Lord in their minds; they join the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy.

The piercing sun of desires has set, and the cool moon has risen. ||3||

You are the Greatest Being, absolutely unapproachable and unfathomable; You created the Universe from Your Own Being.

O God, take pity on servant Nanak, and make him the slave of the slave of Your slaves. ||4||6||

Dhanaasaree, Fourth Mehl, Fifth House, Du-Padas: