Merge me, the poor one, with You, O Lord;

Nanak has come to Your Sanctuary. ||4||38||89||

Aasaa, Fifth Mehl:

Twenty-four hours a day, he takes his cleansing bath in water;

he makes continual offerings to the Lord; he is a true man of wisdom.

He never leaves anything uselessly.

Again and again, he falls at the Lord's Feet. ||1||

Such is the Saalagraam, the stone idol, which I serve;

such is my worship, flower-offerings and divine adoration as well. ||1||Pause||

His bell resounds to the four corners of the world.

His seat is forever in heaven.

His chauri, his fly-brush, waves over all.

His incense is ever-fragrant. ||2||

He is treasured in each and every heart.

The Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy, is His Eternal Court.

His Aartee, his lamp-lit worship service, is the Kirtan of His Praises, which brings lasting bliss.

His Greatness is so beautiful, and ever limitless. ||3||

He alone obtains it, who is so pre-ordained;

he takes to the Sanctuary of the Saints' Feet.

I hold in my hands the Saalagraam of the Lord.

Says Nanak, the Guru has given me this Gift. ||4||39||90||

Aasaa, Fifth Mehl, Panch-Pada:

That highway, upon which the water-carrier is plundered

- that way is far removed from the Saints. ||1||

The True Guru has spoken the Truth.

Your Name, O Lord, is the Way to Salvation; the road of the Messenger of Death is far away. ||1||Pause||

That place, where the greedy toll-collector dwells

- that path remains far removed from the Lord's humble servant. ||2||

There, where so very many caravans of men are caught,

the Holy Saints remain with the Supreme Lord. ||3||

Chitra and Gupat, the recording angels of the conscious and the unconscious, write the accounts of all mortal beings,

but they cannot even see the Lord's humble devotees. ||4||

Says Nanak, one whose True Guru is Perfect

- the unblown bugles of ecstasy vibrate for him. ||5||40||91||

Aasaa, Fifth Mehl, Du-Pada 1:

In the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy, the Naam is learned;

all desires and tasks are fulfilled.

My thirst has been quenched, and I am satiated with the Lord's Praise.

I live by chanting and meditating upon the Lord, the Sustainer of the earth. ||1||

I have entered the Sanctuary of the Creator, the Cause of all causes.

By Guru's Grace, I have entered the home of celestial bliss. Darkness is dispelled, and the moon of wisdom has risen. ||1||Pause||

Section 08 - Raag Aasaa - Part 048

My treasure-house is overflowing with rubies and jewels;

I meditate on the Formless Lord, and so they never run short.

How rare is that humble being, who drinks in the Ambrosial Nectar of the Word of the Shabad.