The Gurmukh dies, and lives with God.

Searching in the ten directions, I found Him within my own home.

I have met Him; the True Guru has led me to meet Him. ||21||

The Gurmukh sings, and the Gurmukh speaks.

The Gurmukh evaluates the value of the Lord, and inspires others to evaluate Him as well.

The Gurmukh comes and goes without fear.

His filth is taken away, and his stains are burnt off.

The Gurmukh contemplates the sound current of the Naad for his Vedas.

The Gurmukh's cleansing bath is the performance of good deeds.

For the Gurmukh, the Shabad is the most excellent Ambrosial Nectar.

O Nanak, the Gurmukh crosses over. ||22||

The fickle consciousness does not remain stable.

The deer secretly nibbles at the green sprouts.

One who enshrines the Lord's lotus feet in his heart and consciousness

lives long, always remembering the Lord.

Everyone has worries and cares.

He alone finds peace, who thinks of the One Lord.

When the Lord dwells in the consciousness, and one is absorbed in the Lord's Name,

one is liberated, and returns home with honor. ||23||

The body falls apart, when one knot is untied.

Behold, the world is on the decline; it will be totally destroyed.

Only one who looks alike upon sunshine and shade

has his bonds shattered; he is liberated and returns home.

Maya is empty and petty; she has defrauded the world.

Such destiny is pre-ordained by past actions.

Youth is wasting away; old age and death hover above the head.

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The body falls apart, like algae upon the water. ||24||

God Himself appears throughout the three worlds.

Throughout the ages, He is the Great Giver; there is no other at all.

As it pleases You, You protect and preserve us.

I ask for the Lord's Praises, which bless me with honor and credit.

Remaining awake and aware, I am pleasing to You, O Lord.

When You unite me with Yourself, then I am merged in You.

I chant Your Victorious Praises, O Life of the World.

Accepting the Guru's Teachings, one is sure to merge in the One Lord. ||25||

Why do you speak such nonsense, and argue with the world?

You shall die repenting, when you see your own insanity.

He is born, only to die, but he does not wish to live.

He comes hopeful, and then goes, without hope.

Regretting, repenting and grieving, he is dust mixing with dust.

Death does not chew up one who sings the Glorious Praises of the Lord.

The nine treasures are obtained through the Name of the Lord;

the Lord bestows intuitive peace and poise. ||26||

He speaks spiritual wisdom, and He Himself understands it.

He Himself knows it, and He Himself comprehends it.