Shri Guru Granth Sahib
Raag Maaroo

The happy soul-brides sleep in peace; they find their Husband Lord, the treasure of virtue. ||3||

Their blankets and mattresses are made of silk, and so are the clothes on their bodies.

The Lord rejects the impure soul-brides. Their life-night passes in misery. ||4||

Section 25 - Raag Maaroo - Part 027

I have tasted many flavors, and worn many robes,

but without my Husband Lord, my youth is slipping away uselessly; I am separated from Him, and I cry out in pain. ||5||

I have heard the True Lord's message, contemplating the Guru.

True is the home of the True Lord; by His Gracious Grace, I love Him. ||6||

The spiritual teacher applies the ointment of Truth to his eyes, and sees God, the Seer.

The Gurmukh comes to know and understand; ego and pride are subdued. ||7||

O Lord, You are pleased with those who are like Yourself; there are many more like me.

O Nanak, the Husband does not separate from those who are imbued with Truth. ||8||1||9||

Maaroo, First Mehl:

Neither the sisters, nor the sisters-in-law, nor the mothers-in-law, shall remain.

The true relationship with the Lord cannot be broken; it was established by the Lord, O sister soul-brides. ||1||

I am a sacrifice to my Guru; I am forever a sacrifice to Him.

Wandering so far without the Guru, I grew weary; now, the Guru has united me in Union with my Husband Lord. ||1||Pause||

Aunts, uncles, grandparents and sisters-in-law

- they all come and go; they cannot remain. They are like boatloads of passengers embarking. ||2||

Uncles, aunts, and cousins of all sorts, cannot remain.

The caravans are full, and great crowds of them are loading up at the riverbank. ||3||

O sister-friends, my Husband Lord is dyed in the color of Truth.

She who lovingly remembers her True Husband Lord is not separated from Him again. ||4||

All the seasons are good, in which the soul-bride falls in love with the True Lord.

That soul-bride, who knows her Husband Lord, sleeps in peace, night and day. ||5||

At the ferry, the ferryman announces, "O travellers, hurry up and cross over."

I have seen them crossing over there, on the boat of the True Guru. ||6||

Some are getting on board, and some have already set out; some are weighed down with their loads.

Those who deal in Truth, remain with their True Lord God. ||7||

I am not called good, and I see none who are bad.

O Nanak, one who conquers and subdues his ego, becomes just like the True Lord. ||8||2||10||

Maaroo, First Mehl:

I do not believe that anyone is foolish; I do not believe that anyone is clever.

Imbued forever with the Love of my Lord and Master, I chant His Name, night and day. ||1||

O Baba, I am so foolish, but I am a sacrifice to the Name.