He Himself is the fisherman and the fish; He Himself is the water and the net.

He Himself is the sinker, and He Himself is the bait. ||2||

He Himself loves in so many ways. O sister soul-brides, He is my Beloved.

He continually ravishes and enjoys the happy soul-brides; just look at the plight I am in without Him! ||3||

Prays Nanak, please hear my prayer: You are the pool, and You are the soul-swan.

You are the lotus flower of the day and You are the water-lily of the night. You Yourself behold them, and blossom forth in bliss. ||4||25||

Siree Raag, First Mehl, Third House:

Make this body the field, and plant the seed of good actions. Water it with the Name of the Lord, who holds all the world in His Hands.

Let your mind be the farmer; the Lord shall sprout in your heart, and you shall attain the state of Nirvaanaa. ||1||

You fool! Why are you so proud of Maya?

Father, children, spouse, mother and all relatives-they shall not be your helpers in the end. ||Pause||

So weed out evil, wickedness and corruption; leave these behind, and let your soul meditate on God.

When chanting, austere meditation and self-discipline become your protectors, then the lotus blossoms forth, and the honey trickles out. ||2||

Bring the twenty-seven elements of the body under your control, and throughout the three stages of life, remember death.

See the Infinite Lord in the ten directions, and in all the variety of nature. Says Nanak, in this way, the One Lord shall carry you across. ||3||26||

Section 05 - Siree Raag - Part 011

Siree Raag, First Mehl, Third House:

Make good deeds the soil, and let the Word of the Shabad be the seed; irrigate it continually with the water of Truth.

Become such a farmer, and faith will sprout. This brings knowledge of heaven and hell, you fool! ||1||

Do not think that your Husband Lord can be obtained by mere words.

You are wasting this life in the pride of wealth and the splendor of beauty. ||1||Pause||

The defect of the body which leads to sin is the mud puddle, and this mind is the frog, which does not appreciate the lotus flower at all.

The bumble bee is the teacher who continually teaches the lesson. But how can one understand, unless one is made to understand? ||2||

This speaking and listening is like the song of the wind, for those whose minds are colored by the love of Maya.

The Grace of the Master is bestowed upon those who meditate on Him alone. They are pleasing to His Heart. ||3||

You may observe the thirty fasts, and say the five prayers each day, but 'Satan' can undo them.

Says Nanak, you will have to walk on the Path of Death, so why do you bother to collect wealth and property? ||4||27||

Siree Raag, First Mehl, Fourth House: