I apply the dust of the feet of His humble servants to my face and forehead; my hopes, and the many waves of desire, are fulfilled. ||1||

Immaculate and pure are the praises of the humble servants of the Supreme Lord God; the feet of His humble servants are equal to millions of sacred shrines of pilgrimage.

Nanak bathes in the dust of the feet of His humble servants; the sinful resides of countless incarnations have been washed away. ||2||4||120||

Bilaaval, Fifth Mehl:

If it pleases You, then cherish me.

O Supreme Lord God, Transcendent Lord, O True Guru, I am Your child, and You are my Merciful Father. ||1||Pause||

I am worthless; I have no virtues at all. I cannot understand Your actions.

You alone know Your state and extent. My soul, body and property are all Yours. ||1||

You are the Inner-knower, the Searcher of hearts, the Primal Lord and Master; You know even what is unspoken.

My body and mind are cooled and soothed, O Nanak, by God's Glance of Grace. ||2||5||121||

Bilaaval, Fifth Mehl:

Keep me with You forever, O God.

You are my Beloved, the Enticer of my mind; without You, my life is totally useless. ||1||Pause||

In an instant, You transform the beggar into a king; O my God, You are the Master of the masterless.

You save Your humble servants from the burning fire; You make them Your own, and with Your Hand, You protect them. ||1||

I have found peace and cool tranquility, and my mind is satisfied; meditating in remembrance on the Lord, all struggles are ended.

Service to the Lord, O Nanak, is the treasure of treasures; all other clever tricks are useless. ||2||6||122||

Section 20 - Raag Bilaaval - Part 035

Bilaaval, Fifth Mehl:

Never forget Your servant, O Lord.

Hug me close in Your embrace, O God, my Lord and Master; consider my primal love for You, O Lord of the Universe. ||1||Pause||

It is Your Natural Way, God, to purify sinners; please do not keep my errors in Your Heart.

You are my life, my breath of life, O Lord, my wealth and peace; be merciful to me, and burn away the curtain of egotism. ||1||

Without water, how can the fish survive? Without milk, how can the baby survive?

Servant Nanak thirsts for the Lord's Lotus Feet; gazing upon the Blessed Vision of his Lord and Master's Darshan, he finds the essence of peace. ||2||7||123||

Bilaaval, Fifth Mehl:

Here, and hereafter, there is happiness.

The Perfect Guru has perfectly, totally saved me; the Supreme Lord God has been kind to me. ||1||Pause||

The Lord, my Beloved, is pervading and permeating my mind and body; all my pains and sufferings are dispelled.

In celestial peace, tranquility and bliss, I sing the Glorious Praises of the Lord; my enemies and adversaries have been totally destroyed. ||1||