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1Raag Maajh, Chau-Padhay, First House, Fourth Mehla:

2One Universal Creator God. The Name Is Truth. Creative Being Personified. No Fear. No Hatred. Image Of The Undying, Beyond Birth, Self-Existent. By Guru's Grace:

3The Name of the Lord, Har, Har, is pleasing to my mind.

4By great good fortune, I meditate on the Lord's Name.

5The Perfect Guru has attained spiritual perfection in the Name of the Lord. How rare are those who follow the Guru's Teachings. ||1||

6I have loaded my pack with the provisions of the Name of the Lord, Har, Har.

7The Companion of my breath of life shall always be with me.

8The Perfect Guru has implanted the Lord's Name within me. I have the Imperishable Treasure of the Lord in my lap. ||2||

9The Lord, Har, Har, is my Best Friend; He is my Beloved Lord King.

10If only someone would come and introduce me to Him, the Rejuvenator of my breath of life.

11I cannot survive without seeing my Beloved. My eyes are welling up with tears. ||3||

12My Friend, the True Guru, has been my Best Friend since I was very young.

13I cannot survive without seeing Him, O my mother!

14O Dear Lord, please show Mercy to me, that I may meet the Guru. Servant Nanak gathers the Wealth of the Lord's Name in his lap. ||4||1||

15Maajh, Fourth Mehla:

16The Lord is my mind, body and breath of life.

17I do not know any other than the Lord.

18If only I could have the good fortune to meet some friendly Saint; he might show me the Way to my Beloved Lord God. ||1||

19I have searched my mind and body, through and through.

20How can I meet my Darling Beloved, O my mother?

21Joining the Sat Sangat, the True Congregation, I ask about the Path to God. In that Congregation, the Lord God abides. ||2||

22My Darling Beloved True Guru is my Protector.

23I am a helpless child-please cherish me.

24The Guru, the Perfect True Guru, is my Mother and Father. Obtaining the Water of the Guru, the lotus of my heart blossoms forth. ||3||

25Without seeing my Guru, sleep does not come.

26My mind and body are afflicted with the pain of separation from the Guru.

27O Lord, Har, Har, show mercy to me, that I may meet my Guru. Meeting the Guru, servant Nanak blossoms forth. ||4||2||