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1His Power provides nourishment in the womb of the mother, and does not let disease strike.

2His Power holds back the ocean, O Nanak, and does not allow the waves of water to destroy the land. ||53||

3The Lord of the World is Supremely Beautiful; His Meditation is the Life of all.

4In the Society of the Saints, O Nanak, He is found on the path of devotional worship of the Lord. ||54||

5The mosquito pierces the stone, the ant crosses the swamp,

6the cripple crosses the ocean, and the blind sees in the darkness,

7meditating on the Lord of the Universe in the Saadh Sangat. Nanak seeks the Sanctuary of the Lord, Har, Har, Haray. ||55||

8Like a Brahmin without a sacred mark on his forehead, or a king without the power of command,

9or a warrior without weapons, so is the devotee of God without Dharmic Faith. ||56||

10God has no conch-shell, no religious mark, no paraphernalia; he does not have blue skin.

11His Form is Wondrous and Amazing. He is beyond incarnation.

12The Vedas say that He is not this, and not that.

13The Lord of the Universe is Lofty and High, Great and Infinite.

14The Imperishable Lord abides in the hearts of the Holy. He is understood, O Nanak, by those who are very fortunate. ||57||

15Living in the world, it is like a wild jungle. One's relatives are like dogs, jackals and donkeys.

16In this difficult place, the mind is intoxicated with the wine of emotional attachment; the five unconquered thieves lurk there.

17The mortals wander lost in love and emotional attachment, fear and doubt; they are caught in the sharp, strong noose of egotism.

18The ocean of fire is terrifying and impassable. The distant shore is so far away; it cannot be reached.

19Vibrate and meditate on the Lord of the World, in the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy; O Nanak, by His Grace, we are saved at the Lotus Feet of the Lord. ||58||

20When the Lord of the Universe grants His Grace, all illnesses are cured.

21Nanak chants His Glorious Praises in the Saadh Sangat, in the Sanctuary of the Perfect Transcendent Lord God. ||59||

22The mortal is beautiful and speaks sweet words, but in the farm of his heart, he harbors cruel vengeance.

23He pretends to bow in worship, but he is false. Beware of him, O friendly Saints. ||60||

24The thoughtless fool does not know that each day, his breaths are being used up.

25His most beautiful body is wearing away; old age, the daughter of death, has seized it.

26He is engrossed in family play; placing his hopes in transitory things, he indulges in corrupt pleasures.

27Wandering lost in countless incarnations, he is exhausted. Nanak seeks the Sanctuary of the Embodiment of Mercy. ||61||

28O tongue, you love to enjoy the sweet delicacies.

29You are dead to the Truth, and involved in great disputes. Instead, repeat the holy words:

30Gobind, Daamodar, Maadhav. ||62||

31Those who are proud, and intoxicated with the pleasures of sex,

32and asserting their power over others,

33never contemplate the Lord's Lotus Feet. Their lives are cursed, and as worthless as straw.

34You are as tiny and insignificant as an ant, but you shall become great, by the Wealth of the Lord's Meditation.

35Nanak bows in humble worship, countless times, over and over again. ||63||

36The blade of grass becomes a mountain, and the barren land becomes green.

37The drowning one swims across, and the empty is filled to overflowing.

38Millions of suns illuminate the darkness,

39prays Nanak, when the Guru, the Lord, becomes Merciful. ||64||