You pulled me up out of the deep, dark pit. You have become merciful to me.
You care for me, and bless me with total peace; You Yourself cherish me. ||2||
The Transcendent Lord has blessed me with His Glance of Grace; breaking my bonds, He has delivered me.
God Himself inspires me to worship Him; He Himself inspires me to serve Him. ||3||
My doubts have gone, my fears and infatuations have been dispelled, and all my sorrows are gone.
O Nanak, the Lord, the Giver of peace has been merciful to me. I have met the Perfect True Guru. ||4||5||52||
Soohee, Fifth Mehl:
When nothing existed, what deeds were being done? And what karma caused anyone to be born at all?
The Lord Himself set His play in motion, and He Himself beholds it. He created the Creation. ||1||
O my Sovereign Lord, I cannot do anything at all by myself.
He Himself is the Creator, He Himself is the Cause. He is pervading deep within all. ||1||Pause||
If my account were to be judged, I would never be saved. My body is transitory and ignorant.
Take pity upon me, O Creator Lord God; Your Forgiving Grace is singular and unique. ||2||
You created all beings and creatures. Each and every heart meditates on You.
Your condition and expanse are known only to You; the value of Your creative omnipotence cannot be estimated. ||3||
I am worthless, foolish, thoughtless and ignorant. I know nothing about good actions and righteous living.
Take pity on Nanak, that he may sing Your Glorious Praises; and that Your Will may seem sweet to him. ||4||6||53||
Soohee, Fifth Mehl:
Section 19 - Raag Soohee - Part 022
Your Saints are very fortunate; their homes are filled with the wealth of the Lord's Name.
Their birth is approved, and their actions are fruitful. ||1||
O my Lord, I am a sacrifice to the humble servants of the Lord.
I make my hair into a fan, and wave it over them; I apply the dust of their feet to my face. ||1||Pause||
Those generous, humble beings are above both birth and death.
They give the gift of the soul, and practice devotional worship; they inspire others to meet the Lord. ||2||
True are their commands, and true are their empires; they are attuned to the Truth.
True is their happiness, and true is their greatness. They know the Lord, to whom they belong. ||3||
I wave the fan over them, carry water for them, and grind corn for the humble servants of the Lord.
Nanak offers this prayer to God - please, grant me the sight of Your humble servants. ||4||7||54||
Soohee, Fifth Mehl:
The True Guru is the Transcendent Lord, the Supreme Lord God; He Himself is the Creator Lord.
Your servant begs for the dust of Your feet. I am a sacrifice to the Blessed Vision of Your Darshan. ||1||
O my Sovereign Lord, as You keep me, so do I remain.