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1Gauree Gwaarayree, Fourth Mehla:

2Service to the True Guru is fruitful and rewarding;

3meeting Him, I meditate on the Name of the Lord, the Lord Master.

4So many are emancipated along with those who meditate on the Lord. ||1||

5O GurSikhs, chant the Name of the Lord, O my Siblings of Destiny.

6Chanting the Lord's Name, all sins are washed away. ||1||Pause||

7When one meets the Guru, then the mind becomes centered.

8The five passions, running wild, are brought to rest by meditating on the Lord.

9Night and day, within the body-village, the Glorious Praises of the Lord are sung. ||2||

10Those who apply the dust of the Feet of the True Guru to their faces,

11renounce falsehood and enshrine love for the Lord.

12Their faces are radiant in the Court of the Lord, O Siblings of Destiny. ||3||

13Service to the Guru is pleasing to the Lord Himself.

14Even Krishna and Balbhadar meditated on the Lord, falling at the Guru's Feet.

15O Nanak, the Lord Himself saves the Gurmukhs. ||4||5||43||

16Gauree Gwaarayree, Fourth Mehla:

17The Lord Himself is the Yogi, who wields the staff of authority.

18The Lord Himself practices tapa - intense self-disciplined meditation; He is deeply absorbed in His primal trance. ||1||

19Such is my Lord, who is all-pervading everywhere.

20He dwells near at hand - the Lord is not far away. ||1||Pause||

21The Lord Himself is the Word of the Shabad. He Himself is the awareness, attuned to its music.

22The Lord Himself beholds, and He Himself blossoms forth.

23The Lord Himself chants, and the Lord Himself inspires others to chant. ||2||

24He Himself is the rainbird, and the Ambrosial Nectar raining down.

25The Lord is the Ambrosial Nectar; He Himself leads us to drink it in.

26The Lord Himself is the Doer; He Himself is our Saving Grace. ||3||

27The Lord Himself is the Boat, the Raft and the Boatman.

28The Lord Himself, through the Guru's Teachings, saves us.

29O Nanak, the Lord Himself carries us across to the other side. ||4||6||44||

30Gauree Bairaagan, Fourth Mehla:

31O Master, You are my Banker. I receive only that capital which You give me.

32I would purchase the Lord's Name with love, if You Yourself, in Your Mercy, would sell it to me. ||1||

33I am the merchant, the peddler of the Lord.

34I trade in the merchandise and capital of the Lord's Name. ||1||Pause||

35I have earned the profit, the wealth of devotional worship of the Lord. I have become pleasing to the Mind of the Lord, the True Banker.

36I chant and meditate on the Lord, loading the merchandise of the Lord's Name. The Messenger of Death, the tax collector, does not even approach me. ||2||

37Those traders who trade in other merchandise, are caught up in the endless waves of the pain of Maya.

38According to the business in which the Lord has placed them, so are the rewards they obtain. ||3||

39People trade in the Name of the Lord, Har, Har, when the God shows His Mercy and bestows it.

40Servant Nanak serves the Lord, the Banker; he shall never again be called to render his account. ||4||1||7||45||

41Gauree Bairaagan, Fourth Mehla:

42The mother nourishes the fetus in the womb, hoping for a son,

43who will grow and earn and give her money to enjoy herself.

44In just the same way, the humble servant of the Lord loves the Lord, who extends His Helping Hand to us. ||1||