One who is blessed with high destiny, obtains it. Without a tongue, how can one know the taste? ||1||Pause||
How can a deaf person listen to the eighteen Puraanas and the Vedas?
The blind man cannot see even a million lights.
The beast loves grass, and remains attached to it.
One who has not been taught - how can he understand? ||2||
God, the Knower, knows all.
He is with His devotees, through and through.
Those who sing God's Praises with joy and delight,
O Nanak - the Messenger of Death does not even approach them. ||3||19||30||
Raamkalee, Fifth Mehl:
Blessing me with His Name, He has purified and sanctified me.
The Lord's wealth is my capital. False hope has left me; this is my wealth.
Breaking my bonds, the Lord has linked me to His service.
I am a devotee of the Lord, Har, Har; I sing the Glorious Praises of the Lord. ||1||
The unstruck sound current vibrates and resounds.
The Lord's humble servants sing His Glorious Praises with love and delight; they are honored by the Divine Guru. ||1||Pause||
My pre-ordained destiny has been activated;
I have awakened from the sleep of countless incarnations.
In the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy, my aversion is gone.
My mind and body are imbued with love for the Lord. ||2||
The Merciful Savior Lord has saved me.
I have no service or work to my credit.
In His Mercy, God has taken pity on me;
He lifted me up and pulled me out, when I was suffering in pain. ||3||
Listening, listening to His Praises, joy has welled up within my mind.
Twenty-four hours a day, I sing the Glorious Praises of the Lord.
Singing, singing His Praises, I have obtained the supreme status.
By Guru's Grace, Nanak is lovingly focused on the Lord. ||4||20||31||
Raamkalee, Fifth Mehl:
In exchange for a shell, he gives up a jewel.
He tries to get what he must give up.
He collects those things which are worthless.
Enticed by Maya, he takes the crooked path. ||1||
You unfortunate man - have you no shame?
You do not remember in your mind the ocean of peace, the perfect Transcendent Lord God. ||1||Pause||
Nectar seems bitter to you, and poison is sweet.
Such is your condition, you faithless cynic, which I have seen with my own eyes.
You are fond of falsehood, fraud and egotism.
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If you hear the Naam, the Name of the Lord, you feel like you have been stung by a scorpion. ||2||
You continually yearn for Maya,
and you never chant the Lord's Praises with your mouth.
The Lord is fearless and formless; He is the Great Giver.
But you do not love Him, you fool! ||3||
God, the True King, is above the heads of all kings.
He is the independent, perfect Lord King.