I ask for everything from You, but only the very fortunate ones obtain it.

This is Nanak's prayer, O God, I live by singing Your Glorious Praises. ||4||12||42||

Bilaaval, Fifth Mehl:

Dwelling in the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy, all sins are erased.

One who is attuned to the Love of God, is not cast into the womb of reincarnation. ||1||

Chanting the Name of the Lord of the Universe, the tongue becomes holy.

The mind and body become immaculate and pure, chanting the Chant of the Guru. ||1||Pause||

Tasting the subtle essence of the Lord, one is satisfied; receiving this essence, the mind becomes happy.

The intellect is brightened and illuminated; turning away from the world, the heart-lotus blossoms forth. ||2||

He is cooled and soothed, peaceful and content; all his thirst is quenched.

The mind's wandering in the ten directions is stopped, and one dwells in the immaculate place. ||3||

The Savior Lord saves him, and his doubts are burnt to ashes.

Nanak is blessed with the treasure of the Naam, the Name of the Lord. He finds peace, gazing upon the Blessed Vision of the Saints' Darshan. ||4||13||43||

Bilaaval, Fifth Mehl:

Carry water for the Lord's slave, wave the fan over him, and grind his corn; then, you shall be happy.

Burn in the fire your power, property and authority. ||1||

Grasp hold of the feet of the servant of the humble Saints.

Renounce and abandon the wealthy, the regal overlords and kings. ||1||Pause||

The dry bread of the Saints is equal to all treasures.

The thirty-six tasty dishes of the faithless cynic, are just like poison. ||2||

Wearing the old blankets of the humble devotees, one is not naked.

But by putting on the silk clothes of the faithless cynic, one loses one's honor. ||3||

Friendship with the faithless cynic breaks down mid-way.

But whoever serves the humble servants of the Lord, is emancipated here and hereafter. ||4||

Everything comes from You, O Lord; You Yourself created the creation.

Blessed with the Blessed Vision of the Darshan of the Holy, Nanak sings the Glorious Praises of the Lord. ||5||14||44||

Section 20 - Raag Bilaaval - Part 018

Bilaaval, Fifth Mehl:

With my ears, I listen to the Lord, Har, Har; I sing the Praises of my Lord and Master.

I place my hands and my head upon the feet of the Saints, and meditate on the Lord's Name. ||1||

Be kind to me, O Merciful God, and bless me with this wealth and success.

Obtaining the dust of the feet of the Saints, I apply it to my forehead. ||1||Pause||

I am the lowest of the low, absolutely the lowest; I offer my humble prayer.

I wash their feet, and renounce my self-conceit; I merge in the Saints' Congregation. ||2||