The filthy become pure, when they meet with the Guru, the Philosopher's Stone.

Who can estimate the value of the color of the true jewel? ||7||

Wearing religious robes, the Lord is not obtained, nor is He obtained by giving donations at sacred shrines of pilgrimage.

Go and ask the readers of the Vedas; without faith, the world is cheated.

O Nanak, he alone values the jewel, who is blessed with the spiritual wisdom of the Perfect Guru. ||8||6||

Maaroo, Fifth Mehl:

The self-willed manmukh, in a fit of passion, abandons his home, and is ruined; then, he spies on the homes of others.

He neglects his household duties, and does not meet with the True Guru; he is caught in the whirlpool of evil-mindedness.

Wandering in foreign lands and reading scriptures, he grows weary, and his thirsty desires only increase.

His perishable body does not remember the Word of the Shabad; like a beast, he fills his belly. ||1||

O Baba, this is the way of life of the Sannyaasi, the renunciate.

Through the Word of the Guru's Shabad, he is to enshrine love for the One Lord. Imbued with Your Name, Lord, he remains satisfied and fulfilled. ||1||Pause||

He dyes his robes with saffron dye, and wearing these robes, he goes out begging.

Tearing his robes, he makes a patched coat, and puts the money in his wallet.

From house to house he goes begging, and tries to teach the world; but his mind is blind, and so he loses his honor.

He is deluded by doubt, and does not remember the Word of the Shabad. He loses his life in the gamble. ||2||

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Without the Guru, the fire within is not quenched; and outside, the fire still burns.

Without serving the Guru, there is no devotional worship. How can anyone, by himself, know the Lord?

Slandering others, one lives in hell; within him is hazy darkness.

Wandering to the eixty-eight sacred shrines of pilgrimage, he is ruined. How can the filth of sin be washed away? ||3||

He sifts through the dust, and applies ashes to his body, but he is searching for the path of Maya's wealth.

Inwardly and outwardly, he does not know the One Lord; if someone tells him the Truth, he grows angry.

He reads the scriptures, but tells lies; such is the intellect of one who has no guru.

Without chanting the Naam, how can he find peace? Without the Name, how can he look good? ||4||

Some shave their heads, some keep their hair in matted tangles; some keep it in braids, while some keep silent, filled with egotistical pride.

Their minds waver and wander in ten directions, without loving devotion and enlightenment of the soul.

They abandon the Ambrosial Nectar, and drink the deadly poison, driven mad by Maya.

Past actions cannot be erased; without understanding the Hukam of the Lord's Command, they become beasts. ||5||