Who? Who has not fallen, by placing their hopes in you?

You are enticed by the great enticer - this is the way to hell! ||1||

O vicious mind, no faith can be placed in you; you are totally intoxicated.

The donkey's leash is only removed, after the load is placed on his back. ||1||Pause||

You destroy the value of chanting, intensive meditation and self-discipline; you shall suffer in pain, beaten by the Messenger of Death.

You do not meditate, so you shall suffer the pains of reincarnation, you shameless buffoon! ||2||

The Lord is your Companion, your Helper, your Best Friend; but you disagree with Him.

You are in love with the five thieves; this brings terrible pain. ||3||

Nanak seeks the Sanctuary of the Saints, who have conquered their minds.

He gives body, wealth and everything to the slaves of God. ||4||28||58||

Bilaaval, Fifth Mehl:

Try to meditate, and contemplate the source of peace, and bliss will come to you.

Chanting, and meditating on the Name of the Lord of the Universe, perfect understanding is achieved. ||1||

Meditating on the Lotus Feet of the Guru, and chanting the Name of the Lord, I live.

Worshipping the Supreme Lord God in adoration, my mouth drinks in the Ambrosial Nectar. ||1||Pause||

All beings and creatures dwell in peace; the minds of all yearn for the Lord.

Those who continually remember the Lord, do good deeds for others; they harbor no ill will towards anyone. ||2||

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Blessed is that place, and blessed are those who dwell there, where they chant the Naam, the Name of the Lord.

The Sermon and the Kirtan of the Lord's Praises are sung there very often; there is peace, poise and tranquility. ||3||

In my mind, I never forget the Lord; He is the Master of the masterless.

Nanak has entered the Sanctuary of God; everything is in His hands. ||4||29||59||

Bilaaval, Fifth Mehl:

The One who bound you in the womb and then released you, placed you in the world of joy.

Contemplate His Lotus Feet forever, and you shall be cooled and soothed. ||1||

In life and in death, this Maya is of no use.

He created this creation, but rare are those who enshrine love for Him. ||1||Pause||

O mortal, the Creator Lord made summer and winter; He saves you from the heat.

From the ant, He makes an elephant; He reunites those who have been separated. ||2||

Eggs, wombs, sweat and earth - these are God's workshops of creation.

It is fruitful for all to practice contemplation of the Lord. ||3||

I cannot do anything; O God, I seek the Sanctuary of the Holy.

Guru Nanak pulled me up, out of the deep, dark pit, the intoxication of attachment. ||4||30||60||

Bilaaval, Fifth Mehl:

Searching, searching, I wander around searching, in the woods and other places.