He meditates in adoration upon the Lord, Har, Har, and through the Word of the Guru's Shabad, he blossoms forth. He plants no other seed.

There is no Nectar, other than the Lord's Ambrosial Nectar. One who drinks it in, knows the way.

Hail, hail to the Perfect Guru; through Him, God is found. Joining the Sangat, the Naam is understood.

I serve the Naam, and I meditate on the Naam. Without the Naam, there is no other at all.

One whose mind is pleased with the Sat Sangat, savors the sublime essence of the Lord; in the Sangat, is this essence of the Lord. ||3||

O Lord God, shower Your Mercy upon me; I am just a stone. Please, carry me across, and lift me up with ease, through the Word of the Shabad.

I am stuck in the swamp of emotional attachment, and I am sinking. O Lord God, please, take me by the arm.

God took me by the arm, and I obtained the highest understanding; as His slave, I grasped the Guru's feet.

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I chant and meditate in adoration upon the Name of the Lord, Har, Har, according to the good destiny written upon my forehead.

The Lord has showered His Mercy upon servant Nanak, and the Name of the Lord, Har, Har, seems so sweet to his mind.

O Lord God, shower Your Mercy upon me; I am just a stone. Please, carry me across, and lift me up with ease, through the Word of the Shabad. ||4||5||12||

Aasaa, Fourth Mehl:

One who chants the Naam, the Name of the Lord, Har, Har in his mind - the Lord is pleasing to his mind. In the mind of the devotees there is a great yearning for the Lord.

Those humble beings who remain dead while yet alive, drink in the Ambrosial Nectar; through the Guru's Teachings, their minds embrace love for the Lord.

Their minds love the Lord, Har, Har, and the Guru is Merciful to them. They are Jivan Mukta - liberated while yet alive, and they are at peace.

Their birth and death, through the Name of the Lord, are illustrious, and in their hearts and minds, the Lord, Har, Har, abides.

The Name of the Lord, Har, Har, abides in their minds, and through the Guru's Teachings, they savor the Lord, Har, Har; they drink in the sublime essence of the Lord with abandon.

One who chants the Naam, the Name of the Lord, Har, Har, in his mind - the Lord is pleasing to his mind. In the mind of the devotees there is such a great yearning for the Lord. ||1||

The people of the world do not like death; they try to hide from it. They are afraid that the Messenger of Death may catch them and take them away.

Inwardly and outwardly, the Lord God is the One and Only; this soul cannot be concealed from Him.

How can one keep one's soul, when the Lord wishes to have it? All things belong to Him, and He shall take them away.

The self-willed manmukhs wander around in pathetic lamentation, trying all medicines and remedies.