The treasure of the Naam, the Name of the Lord, is within all, but how rare are those who, as Gurmukh, obtain it. ||5||
Within the Lord's slave, there is no virtue at all; the Lord's slave is totally unworthy.
There is no Giver as great as You, Lord; You alone are the Forgiver.
Your slave obeys the Hukam of Your Command; this is the most excellent action. ||6||
The Guru is the pool of nectar in the world-ocean; whatever one desires, that fruit is obtained.
The treasure of the Naam brings immortality; enshrine it in your heart and mind.
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Serving the Guru, eternal peace is obtained, by those whom the Lord inspires to obey the Hukam of His Command. ||7||
Gold and silver, and all metals, mix with dust in the end
Without the Name, nothing goes along with you; the True Guru has imparted this understanding.
O Nanak, those who are attuned to the Naam are immaculate and pure; they remain merged in the Truth. ||8||5||
Maaroo, First Mehl:
The Order is issued, and he cannot remain; the permit to stay has been torn up.
This mind is tied to its faults; it suffers terrible pain in its body.
The Perfect Guru forgives all the mistakes of the beggar at His Door. ||1||
How can he stay here? He must get up and depart. Contemplate the Word of the Shabad, and understand this.
He alone is united, whom You, O Lord, unite. Such is the Primal Command of the Infinite Lord. ||1||Pause||
As You keep me, I remain; whatever You give me, I eat.
As You lead me, I follow, with the Ambrosial Name in my mouth.
All glorious greatness rests in the hands of my Lord and Master; my mind yearns to unite with You. ||2||
Why should anyone praise any other created being? That Lord acts and sees.
The One who created me, abides within my mind; there is no other at all.
So praise that True Lord, and you shall be blessed with true honor. ||3||
The Pandit, the religious scholar, reads, but does not reach the Lord; he is totally entangled in worldly affairs.
He keeps the company of both virtue and vice, tormented by hunger and the Messenger of Death.
One who is protected by the Perfect Lord, forgets separation and fear. ||4||
They alone are perfect, O Siblings of Destiny, whose honor is certified.
Perfect is the intellect of the Perfect Lord. True is His glorious greatness.
His gifts never run short, although those who receive may grow weary of receiving. ||5||
Searching the salty sea, one finds the pearl.
It looks beautiful for a few days, but in the end, it is eaten away by dust.
If one serves the Guru, the ocean of Truth, the gifts one receives never run short. ||6||
They alone are pure, who are pleasing to my God; all others are soiled with filth.