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1Merciful to the meek, the treasure of mercy, He remembers and protects us with each and every breath. ||2||

2Whatever the Creator Lord does is glorious and great.

3The Perfect Guru has instructed me, that peace comes by the Will of our Lord and Master. ||3||

4Anxieties, worries and calculations are dismissed; the Lord's humble servant accepts the Hukam of His Command.

5He does not die, and He does not leave; Nanak is attuned to His Love. ||4||18||48||

6Bilaaval, Fifth Mehla:

7The great fire is put out and cooled; meeting with the Guru, sins run away.

8I fell into the deep dark pit; giving me His Hand, He pulled me out. ||1||

9He is my friend; I am the dust of His Feet.

10Meeting with Him, I am at peace; He blesses me with the gift of the soul. ||1||Pause||

11I have now received my pre-ordained destiny.

12Dwelling with the Lord's Holy Saints, my hopes are fulfilled. ||2||

13The fear of the three worlds is dispelled, and I have found my place of rest and peace.

14The all-powerful Guru has taken pity upon me, and the Naam has come to dwell in my mind. ||3||

15O God, You are the Anchor and Support of Nanak.

16He is the Doer, the Cause of causes; the All-powerful Lord God is inaccessible and infinite. ||4||19||49||

17Bilaaval, Fifth Mehla:

18One who forgets God is filthy, poor and low.

19The fool does not understand the Creator Lord; instead, he thinks that he himself is the doer. ||1||

20Pain comes, when one forgets Him. Peace comes when one remembers God.

21This is the way the Saints are in bliss - they continually sing the Glorious Praises of the Lord. ||1||Pause||

22The high, He makes low, and the low, he elevates in an instant.

23The value of the glory of our Lord and Master cannot be estimated. ||2||

24While he gazes upon beautiful dramas and plays, the day of his departure dawns.

25The dream becomes the dream, and his actions will go along with him. ||3||

26God is All-powerful, the Cause of causes; I seek Your Sanctuary.

27Day and night, Nanak meditates on the Lord; forever and ever he is a sacrifice. ||4||20||50||

28Bilaaval, Fifth Mehla:

29I carry water on my head, and with my hands I wash their feet.

30Tens of thousands of times, I am a sacrifice to them; gazing upon the Blessed Vision of their Darshan, I live. ||1||

31The hopes which I cherish in my mind - my God fulfills them all.

32With my broom, I sweep the homes of the Holy Saints, and wave the fan over them. ||1||Pause||

33The Saints chant the Ambrosial Praises of the Lord; I listen, and my mind drinks it in.

34That sublime essence calms and soothes me, and quenches the fire of sin and corruption. ||2||

35When the galaxy of Saints worship the Lord in devotion, I join them, singing the Glorious Praises of the Lord.

36I bow in reverence to the humble devotees, and apply the dust of their feet to my face. ||3||

37Sitting down and standing up, I chant the Naam, the Name of the Lord; this is what I do.

38This is Nanak's prayer to God, that he may merge in the Lord's Sanctuary. ||4||21||51||

39Bilaaval, Fifth Mehla:

40He alone crosses over this world-ocean, who sings the Glorious Praises of the Lord.

41He dwells with the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy; by great good fortune, he finds the Lord. ||1||