The Lord is revealed to those humble Gurmukhs, who have such pre-ordained destiny inscribed upon their foreheads. ||15||

You Yourself are the Creator Lord, the Cause of causes.

You created the Universe, and You support the whole earth.

Servant Nanak seeks the Sanctuary of Your Door, O Lord; if it is Your Will, please preserve his honor. ||16||1||5||

Maaroo, Solahas, Fifth Mehl:

One Universal Creator God. By The Grace Of The True Guru:

Whatever is seen is You, O One Lord.

What the ears hear is the Word of Your Bani.

There is nothing else to be seen at all. You give support to all. ||1||

You Yourself are conscious of Your Creation.

You Yourself established Yourself, O God.

Creating Yourself, You formed the expanse of the Universe; You Yourself cherish and sustain each and every heart. ||2||

You created some to hold great and royal courts.

Some turn away from the world in renunciation, and some maintain their households.

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Some are hungry and some are satisfied and satiated, but all lean on Your Support. ||3||

The True Lord Himself is True, True, True.

He is woven into the essence of His devotees, through and through.

He Himself is hidden, and He Himself is revealed. He Himself spreads Himself out. ||4||

Forever, forever and ever, He shall always exist.

He is lofty, inaccessible, unfathomable and infinite.

He fills the empty, and empties out the filled; such are the plays and dramas of my Lord and Master. ||5||

With my mouth, I praise my True Lord King.

With my eyes, I behold the inaccessible and unfathomable Lord.

Listening, listening with my ears, my mind and body are rejuvenated; my Lord and Master saves all. ||6||

He created the creation, and gazes upon what He has created.

All beings and creatures meditate on Him.

He Himself knows His creative power; He blesses with His Glance of Grace. ||7||

Where the Saints gather together and sit, God dwells close at hand.

They abide in bliss and joy, beholding the Lord's wondrous play.

They sing the Glories of the Lord, and the unstruck sound current of His Bani; O Nanak, His slaves remain conscious of Him. ||8||

Coming and going is all Your wondrous play.

Creating the Creation, You gaze upon Your infinite play.

Creating the Creation, You Yourself cherish and nurture it. ||9||

Listening, listening to Your Glory, I live.

Forever and ever, I am a sacrifice to You.

With my palms pressed together, I meditate in remembrance on You, day and night, O my inaccessible, infinite Lord and Master. ||10||

Other than You, who else should I praise?

I meditate on the One and Only Lord within my mind.