[October 6, 2020, Tuesday 06:00 AM. IST]
DnwsrI mhlw 4 ]
hir hir bUMd Bey hir suAwmI hm cwiqRk ibll ibllwqI ]
hir hir ik®pw krhu pRB ApnI muiK dyvhu hir inmKwqI ]1]
hir ibnu rih n skau iek rwqI ]
ijau ibnu AmlY AmlI mir jweI hY iqau hir ibnu hm mir jwqI ] rhwau ]
qum hir srvr Aiq Agwh hm lih n skih AMqu mwqI ]
qU prY prY AprMpru suAwmI imiq jwnhu Awpn gwqI ]2]
hir ky sMq jnw hir jipE gur rMig clUlY rwqI ]
hir hir Bgiq bnI Aiq soBw hir jipE aUqm pwqI ]3]
Awpy Twkuru Awpy syvku Awip bnwvY BwqI ]
nwnku jnu qumrI srxweI hir rwKhu lwj BgwqI ]4]5]
mMglvwr, 21 A`sU (sMmq 552 nwnkSwhI)
(Ang: 668)
DnwsrI mhlw 4 ]
DnwsrI mhlw 4] hy hrI! hy suAwmI! mYN ppIhw qyry nwm-bUMd vwsqy qV& irhw hW[
myhr kr, qyrw nwm myry vwsqy (sÍWqI) bUMd bx jwey[
hy hrI! hy pRBU! AwpxI myhr kr, A`K dy Jmkx ijqny smyN vwsqy hI myry mUMh ivc Awpxy nwm dI sÍWqI bUMd pw dy[1[
hy BweI! prmwqmw dy nwm qoN ibnw mYN rqw Br smy leI BI rih nhIN skdw[
ijvyN A&Im Awidk nSy qoN ibnw AmlI (nSy dw AwdI) mnu`K qVP au~Tdw hY, iqvyN prmwqmw dy nwm qoN ibnw mYN Gbrw jWdw hW[
rhwau[
hy pRBU! qUM guxW dw bVw hI fUMGw smuMdr hYN, AsI qyrI fUMGweI dw AMq rqw Br BI nhIN l`B skdy[
qUM pry qoN pry hYN, qUM byAMq hYN[
hy suAwmI! qUM ikho ijhw hYN qy ikqnw v@fw hYN-ieh Byq qUM Awp hI jwxdw hYN[2[
hy BweI! prmwqmw dy ijnHW sMq jnW ny prmwqmw dw nwm jipAw, auh gurU dy b^Sy hoey gUVHy pRym-rMg ivc rMgy gey, auhnW dy AMdr prmwqmw dI BgqI dw rMg bx igAw, auhnW nUM lok prlok ivc bVI soBw imlI[
ijn@W ny pRBU dw nwm jipAw, auhnW nUM au~qm ie`zq pRwpq hoeI[3[
pr, hy BweI! BgqI krn dI ivENq pRBU Awp hI bxWdw hY (Fo Awp hI FukWdw hY), auh Awp hI mwlk hY Awp hI syvk hY[
hy pRBU! qyrw dws nwnk qyrI srn AwieAw hY[
qUM Awp hI Awpxy BgqW dI ie`zq r`Kdw hYN[4[5[
Dhanaasaree, Fourth Mehl:
The Lord, Har, Har, is the rain-drop; I am the song-bird, crying, crying out for it.
O Lord God, please bless me with Your Mercy, and pour Your Name into my mouth, even if for only an instant. ||1||
Without the Lord, I cannot live for even a second.
Like the addict who dies without his drug, I die without the Lord. ||Pause||
You, Lord, are the deepest, most unfathomable ocean; I cannot find even a trace of Your limits.
You are the most remote of the remote, limitless and transcendent; O Lord Master, You alone know Your state and extent. ||2||
The Lord's humble Saints meditate on the Lord; they are imbued with the deep crimson color of the Guru's Love.
Meditating on the Lord, they attain great glory, and the most sublime honor. ||3||
He Himself is the Lord and Master, and He Himself is the servant; He Himself creates His environments.
Servant Nanak has come to Your Sanctuary, O Lord; protect and preserve the honor of Your devotee. ||4||5||
Tuesday, 21st Assu (Samvat 552 Nanakshahi)
(Page: 668)