The great ocean is full of the treasures of jewels upon jewels.

Those who are committed to the Word of the Guru's Bani, see them come into their hands.

This priceless, incomparable jewel comes into the hands of those who are committed to the Word of the Guru's Bani.

They obtain the immeasurable Name of the Lord, Har, Har; their treasure is overflowing with devotional worship.

I have churned the ocean of the body, and I have seen the incomparable thing come into view.

The Guru is God, and God is the Guru, O Nanak; there is no difference between the two, O Siblings of Destiny. ||4||1||8||

Aasaa, Fourth Mehl:

Slowly, slowly, slowly, very slowly, the drops of Ambrosial Nectar trickle down.

Section 08 - Raag Aasaa - Part 097

As Gurmukh, the Gurmukh beholds the Lord, the Beloved Lord.

The Name of the Lord, the Emancipator of the world, is dear to him; the Name of the Lord is his glory.

In this Dark Age of Kali Yuga, the Lord's Name is the boat, which carries the Gurmukh across.

This world, and the world hereafter, are adorned with the Lord's Name; the Gurmukh's lifestyle is the most excellent.

O Nanak, bestowing His kindness, the Lord gives the gift of His emancipating Name. ||1||

I chant the Name of the Lord, Raam, Raam, which destroys my sorrows and erases my sins.

Associating with the Guru, associating with the Guru, I practice meditation; I have enshrined the Lord within my heart.

I enshrined the Lord within my heart, and obtained the supreme status, when I came to the Sanctuary of the Guru.

My boat was sinking under the weight of greed and corruption, but it was uplifted when the True Guru implanted the Naam, the Name of the Lord, within me.

The Perfect Guru has given me the gift of spiritual life, and I center my consciousness on the Lord's Name.

The Merciful Lord Himself has mercifully given this gift to me; O Nanak, I take to the Sanctuary of the Guru. ||2||

Hearing the Bani of the Lord's Name, all my affairs were brought to perfection and embellished.

With each and every hair, with each and every hair, as Gurmukh, I meditate on the Lord.

I meditate on the Lord's Name, and become pure; He has no form or shape.

The Name of the Lord, Raam, Raam, is permeating my heart deep within, and all of my desire and hunger has disappeared.

My mind and body are totally adorned with peace and tranquility; through the Guru's Teachings, the Lord has been revealed to me.

The Lord Himself has shown His kind mercy to Nanak; He has made me the slave of the slaves of His slaves. ||3||

Those who forget the Name of the Lord, Raam, Raam, are foolish, unfortunate, self-willed manmukhs.

Within, they are engrossed in emotional attachment; each and every moment, Maya clings to them.