The pleasures and adornments of corruption are insipid and useless; I have forsaken and abandoned them, O my Mother. ||4||

Lust, anger and greed left me, O Beloved, when I fell at the Feet of the True Guru. ||5||

Those humble beings who are imbued with the Lord, O Beloved, do not go anywhere else. ||6||

Those who have tasted the Lord's sublime essence, O Beloved, remain satisfied and satiated. ||7||

One who grasps the Hem of the Gown of the Holy Saint, O Nanak, crosses over the terrible world-ocean. ||8||1||3||

The pains of birth and death are removed, O Beloved, when the mortal meets with the Lord, the King. ||1||

God is so Beautiful, so Refined, so Wise - He is my very life! Reveal to me Your Darshan! ||2||

Those beings who are separated from You, O Beloved, are born only to die; they eat the poison of corruption. ||3||

He alone meets You, whom You cause to meet, O Beloved; I fall at his feet. ||4||

That happiness which one receives by beholding Your Darshan, O Beloved, cannot be described in words. ||5||

True Love cannot be broken, O Beloved; throughout the ages, it remains. ||6||

Section 08 - Raag Aasaa - Part 086

Whatever pleases You is good, O Beloved; Your Will is Eternal. ||7||

Nanak, those who are imbued with the Love of the All-Pervading Lord, O Beloved, remain intoxicated with His Love, in natural ease. ||8||2||4||

You know all about my condition, O Beloved; who can I speak to about it? ||1||

You are the Giver of all beings; they eat and wear what You give them. ||2||

Pleasure and pain come by Your Will, O Beloved; they do not come from any other. ||3||

Whatever You cause me to do, that I do, O Beloved; I cannot do anything else. ||4||

All my days and nights are blessed, O Beloved, when I chant and meditate on the Lord's Name. ||5||

He does the deeds, O Beloved, which are pre-ordained, and inscribed upon his forehead. ||6||

The One is Himself prevailing everywhere, O Beloved; He is pervading in each and every heart. ||7||

Lift me up out of the deep pit of the world, O Beloved; Nanak has taken to Your Sanctuary. ||8||3||22||15||2||42||

Raag Aasaa, First Mehl, Patee Likhee ~ The Poem Of The Alphabet:

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

Sassa: He who created the world, is the One Lord and Master of all.

Those whose consciousness remains committed to His Service - blessed is their birth and their coming into the world. ||1||

O mind, why forget Him? You foolish mind!

When your account is adjusted, O brother, only then shall you be judged wise. ||1||Pause||

Eevree: The Primal Lord is the Giver; He alone is True.

No accounting is due from the Gurmukh who understands the Lord through these letters. ||2||

Ooraa: Sing the Praises of the One whose limit cannot be found.