The Naam, the Name of the Lord, has spontaneously come to abide in my mind.

Through the Word of the Shabad, I have burnt away egotism and Maya.

Through the Guru, I have obtained honor in the Court of the True Lord. ||1||

I serve the Lord of the Universe; I have no other work to do.

Night and day, my mind is in ecstasy; as Gurmukh, I beg for the bliss-giving Naam. ||1||Pause||

From the mind itself, mental faith is obtained.

Through the Guru, I have realized the Shabad.

How rare is that person, who looks upon life and death alike.

She shall never die again, and shall not have to see the Messenger of Death. ||2||

Within the home of the self are all the millions of treasures.

The True Guru has revealed them, and my egotistical pride is gone.

I keep my meditation always focused on the Cosmic Lord.

Night and day, I sing the One Name. ||3||

I have obtained glorious greatness in this age,

from the Perfect Guru, meditating on the Naam.

Wherever I look, I see the Lord permeating and pervading.

He is forever the Giver of peace; His worth cannot be estimated. ||4||

By perfect destiny, I have found the Perfect Guru.

He has revealed to me the treasure of the Naam, deep within the nucleus of my self.

The Word of the Guru's Shabad is so very sweet.

O Nanak, my thirst is quenched, and my mind and body have found peace. ||5||6||4||6||10||

Raag Bilaaval, Fourth Mehl, Third House:

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

Effort and intelligence come from God, the Inner-knower, the Searcher of hearts; as He wills, they act.

As the violinist plays upon the strings of the violin, so does the Lord play the living beings. ||1||

Section 20 - Raag Bilaaval - Part 005

Chant the Name of the Lord with your tongue, O mind.

According to the pre-ordained destiny written upon my forehead, I have found the Guru, and the Lord abides within my heart. ||1||Pause||

Entangled in Maya, the mortal wanders around. Save Your humble servant, O Lord,

as you saved Prahlaad from the clutches of Harnaakash; keep him in Your Sanctuary, Lord. ||2||

How can I describe the state and the condition, O Lord, of those many sinners you have purified?

Ravi Daas, the leather-worker, who worked with hides and carried dead animals was saved, by entering the Lord's Sanctuary. ||3||

O God, Merciful to the meek, carry Your devotees across the world-ocean; I am a sinner - save me from sin!

O Lord, make me the slave of the slave of Your slaves; servant Nanak is the slave of Your slaves. ||4||1||

Bilaaval, Fourth Mehl:

I am foolish, idiotic and ignorant; I seek Your Sanctuary, O Primal Being, O Lord beyond birth.

Have Mercy upon me, and save me, O my Lord and Master; I am a lowly stone, with no good karma at all. ||1||