Shri Guru Granth Sahib
Raag Sorat'h

Seeking the Sanctuary of the Guru, my fears have been dispelled, and I am accepted in the Court of the True Lord.

Singing His Glorious Praises, and worshipping in adoration the Name of the Lord, I have reached my destination. ||2||

Everyone applauds and congratulates me; the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy, is dear to me.

I am forever a sacrifice to my God, who has totally protected and preserved my honor. ||3||

They are saved, who receive the Blessed Vision of His Darshan; they listen to the spiritual dialogue of the Naam.

Nanak's God has become Merciful to him; he has arrived home in ecstasy. ||4||13||24||

Sorat'h, Fifth Mehl:

In God's Sanctuary, all fears depart, suffering disappears, and peace is obtained.

When the Supreme Lord God and Master becomes merciful, we meditate on the Perfect True Guru. ||1||

O Dear God, You are my Lord Master and Great Giver.

By Your Mercy, O God, Merciful to the meek, imbue me with Your Love, that I might sing Your Glorious Praises. ||Pause||

The True Guru has implanted the treasure of the Naam within me, and all my anxieties have been dispelled.

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By His Mercy, He has made me His own, and the imperishable Lord has come to dwell within my mind. ||2||

No misfortune afflicts one who is protected by the True Guru.

The Lotus Feet of God come to abide within his heart, and he savors the sublime essence of the Lord's Ambrosial Nectar. ||3||

So, as a servant, serve your God, who fulfills your mind's desires.

Slave Nanak is a sacrifice to the Perfect Lord, who has protected and preserved his honor. ||4||14||25||

Sorat'h, Fifth Mehl:

Infatuated with the darkness of emotional attachment to Maya, he does not know the Lord, the Great Giver.

The Lord created his body and fashioned his soul, but he claims that his power is his own. ||1||

O foolish mind, God, your Lord and Master is watching over you.

Whatever you do, He knows; nothing can remain concealed from Him. ||Pause||

You are intoxicated with the tastes of the tongue, with greed and pride; countless sins spring from these.

You wandered in pain through countless incarnations, weighed down by the chains of egotism. ||2||

Behind closed doors, hidden by many screens, the man takes his pleasure with another man's wife.

When Chitr and Gupt, the celestial accountants of the conscious and subconscious, call for your account, who will screen you then? ||3||

O Perfect Lord, Merciful to the meek, Destroyer of pain, without You, I have no shelter at all.

Please, lift me up out of the world-ocean; O God, I have come to Your Sanctuary. ||4||15||26||

Sorat'h, Fifth Mehl:

The Supreme Lord God has become my helper and friend; His sermon and the Kirtan of His Praises have brought me peace.