He fills my household with celestial peace and bliss; if He asks me to leave, I leave at once. ||2||

When I am under the Lord's Command, I find even hunger pleasurable; I know no difference between sorrow and joy.

Whatever the Command of my Lord and Master is, I bow my forehead and accept it. ||3||

The Lord and Master has become merciful to His servant; He has embellished both this world and the next.

Blessed is that servant, and fruitful is his birth; O Nanak, he realizes his Lord and Master. ||4||5||

Maaroo, Fifth Mehl:

Good karma has dawned for me - my Lord and Master has become merciful. I sing the Kirtan of the Praises of the Lord, Har, Har.

My struggle is ended; I have found peace and tranquility. All my wanderings have ceased. ||1||

Now, I have obtained the state of eternal life.

The Primal Lord, the Architect of Destiny, has come into my conscious mind; I seek the Sanctuary of the Saints. ||1||Pause||

Sexual desire, anger, greed and emotional attachment are eradicated; all my enemies are eliminated.

He is always ever-present, here and now, watching over me; He is never far away. ||2||

In peace and cool tranquility, my faith has been totally fulfilled; the Saints are my Helpers and Support.

He has purified the sinners in an instant; I cannot express His Glorious Praises. ||3||

I have become fearless; all fear has departed. The feet of the Lord of the Universe are my only Shelter.

Nanak sings the Praises of his Lord and Master; night and day, he is lovingly focused on Him. ||4||6||

Maaroo, Fifth Mehl:

He is all-powerful, the Master of all virtues, but you never sing of Him!

You shall have to leave all this in an instant, but again and again, you chase after it. ||1||

Why do you not contemplate your God?

You are entangled in association with your enemies, and the enjoyment of pleasures; your soul is burning up with them! ||1||Pause||

Hearing His Name, the Messenger of Death will release you, and yet, you do not enter His Sanctuary!

Turn out this wretched jackal, and seek the Shelter of that God. ||2||

Praising Him, you shall cross over the terrifying world-ocean, and yet, you have not fallen in love with Him!

This meager, short-lived dream, this thing - you are engrossed in it, over and over again. ||3||

When our Lord and Master, the ocean of mercy, grants His Grace, one finds honor in the Society of the Saints.

Says Nanak, I am rid of the illusion of the three-phased Maya, when God becomes my help and support. ||4||7||

Maaroo, Fifth Mehl:

The Inner-knower, the Searcher of hearts, knows everything; what can anyone hide from Him?

Your hands and feet will fall off in an instant, when you are burnt in the fire. ||1||

Section 25 - Raag Maaroo - Part 013

You fool, you have forgotten the Lord from your mind!