Thousands of wooden logs, piled up together, need only a tiny flame to burn. ||1||Pause||

The Lord is my festive dish, of rice balls on leafy plates; the True Name of the Creator Lord is my funeral ceremony.

Here and hereafter, in the past and in the future, this is my support. ||2||

The Lord's Praise is my River Ganges and my city of Benares; my soul takes its sacred cleansing bath there.

That becomes my true cleansing bath, if night and day, I enshrine love for You. ||3||

The rice balls are offered to the gods and the dead ancestors, but it is the Brahmins who eat them!

O Nanak, the rice balls of the Lord are a gift which is never exhausted. ||4||2||32||

Aasaa, Fourth House, First Mehl:

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

The Gods, yearning for the Blessed Vision of the Lord's Darshan, suffered through pain and hunger at the sacred shrines.

The yogis and the celibates live their disciplined lifestyle, while others wear saffron robes and become hermits. ||1||

For Your sake, O Lord Master, they are imbued with love.

Your Names are so many, and Your Forms are endless. No one can tell how may Glorious Virtues You have. ||1||Pause||

Leaving behind hearth and home, palaces, elephants, horses and native lands, mortals have journeyed to foreign lands.

The spiritual leaders, prophets, seers and men of faith renounced the world, and became acceptable. ||2||

Renouncing tasty delicacies, comfort, happiness and pleasures, some have abandoned their clothes and now wear skins.

Those who suffer in pain, imbued with Your Name, have become beggars at Your Door. ||3||

Some wear skins, and carry begging bowls, bearing wooden staffs, and sitting on deer skins. Others raise their hair in tufts and wear sacred threads and loin-cloths.

You are the Lord Master, I am just Your puppet. Prays Nanak, what is my social status to be? ||4||1||33||

Section 08 - Raag Aasaa - Part 013

Aasaa, Fifth House, First Mehl:

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

The five evil passions dwell hidden within the mind.

They do not remain still, but move around like wanderers. ||1||

My soul does not stay held by the Merciful Lord.

It is greedy, deceitful, sinful and hypocritical, and totally attached to Maya. ||1||Pause||

I will decorate my neck with garlands of flowers.

When I meet my Beloved, then I will put on my decorations. ||2||

I have five companions and one Spouse.

It is ordained from the very beginning, that the soul must ultimately depart. ||3||

The five companions will lament together.

When the soul is trapped, prays Nanak, it is called to account. ||4||1||34||

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

Aasaa, Sixth House, First Mehl: