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Raag Gauree: Chhant, Fifth Mehl

Raag Gauree, Chhant, Fifth Mehl:

One Universal Creator God. By The Grace Of The True Guru:

My mind has become sad and depressed; how can I see God, the Great Giver?

My Friend and Companion is the Dear Lord, the Guru, the Architect of Destiny.

The One Lord, the Architect of Destiny, is the Master of the Goddess of Wealth; how can I, in my sadness, meet You?

My hands serve You, and my head is at Your Feet. My mind, dishonored, yearns for the Blessed Vision of Your Darshan.

With each and every breath, I think of You, day and night; I do not forget You, for an instant, even for a moment.

O Nanak, I am thirsty, like the rainbird; how can I meet God, the Great Giver? ||1||

I offer this one prayer - please listen, O my Beloved Husband Lord.

My mind and body are enticed, beholding Your wondrous play.

Beholding Your wondrous play, I am enticed; but how can the sad, forlorn bride find contentment?

My Lord is Meritorious, Merciful and Eternally Young; He is overflowing with all excellences.

The fault is not with my Husband Lord, the Giver of peace; I am separated from Him by my own mistakes.

Prays Nanak, please be merciful to me, and return home, O my Beloved Husband Lord. ||2||

I surrender my mind, I surrender my whole body; I surrender all my lands.

I surrender my head to that beloved friend, who brings me news of God.

I have offered my head to the Guru, the most exalted; He has shown me that God is with me.

In an instant, all suffering is removed. I have obtained all my mind’s desires.

Day and night, the soul-bride makes merry; all her anxieties are erased.

Prays Nanak, I have met the Husband Lord of my longing. ||3||

My mind is filled with bliss, and congratulations are pouring in.

My Darling Beloved has come home to me, and all my desires have been satisfied.

I have met my Sweet Lord and Master of the Universe, and my companions sing the songs of joy.

All my friends and relatives are happy, and all traces of my enemies have been removed.

The unstruck melody vibrates in my home, and the bed has been made up for my Beloved.

Prays Nanak, I am in celestial bliss. I have obtained the Lord, the Giver of peace, as my Husband. ||4||1||

Section 07 - Raag Gauree - Part 098 Gauree, Fifth Mehl:

O Mohan, your temple is so lofty, and your mansion is unsurpassed.

O Mohan, your gates are so beautiful. They are the worship-houses of the Saints.

In these incomparable worship-houses, they continually sing Kirtan, the Praises of their Lord and Master.

Where the Saints and the Holy gather together, there they meditate on you.

Be Kind and Compassionate, O Merciful Lord; be Merciful to the meek.

Prays Nanak, I thirst for the Blessed Vision of Your Darshan; receiving Your Darshan, I am totally at peace. ||1||

O Mohan, your speech is incomparable; wondrous are your ways.

O Mohan, you believe in the One. Everything else is dust to you.

You adore the One Lord, the Unknowable Lord and Master; His Power gives Support to all.

Through the Guru’s Word, you have captured the heart of the Primal Being, the Lord of the World.

You Yourself move, and You Yourself stand still; You Yourself support the whole creation.

Prays Nanak, please preserve my honor; all Your servants seek the Protection of Your Sanctuary. ||2||

O Mohan, the Sat Sangat, the True Congregation, meditates on you; they meditate on the Blessed Vision of Your Darshan.

O Mohan, the Messenger of Death does not even approach those who meditate on You, at the last moment.

The Messenger of Death cannot touch those who meditate on You single-mindedly.

Those who worship and adore You in thought, word and deed, obtain all fruits and rewards.

Those who are foolish and stupid, filthy with urine and manure, become all-knowing upon gaining the Blessed Vision of Your Darshan.

Prays Nanak, Your Kingdom is Eternal, O Perfect Primal Lord God. ||3||

O Mohan, you have blossomed forth with the flower of your family.

O Mohan, your children, friends, siblings and relatives have all been saved.

You save those who give up their egotistical pride, upon gaining the Blessed Vision of Your Darshan.

The Messenger of Death does not even approach those who call you ‘blessed’.

Your Virtues are unlimited - they cannot be described, O True Guru, Primal Being, Destroyer of demons.

Prays Nanak, Yours is that Anchor, holding onto which the whole world is saved. ||4||2||

Gauree, Fifth Mehl,

Shalok:

Countless sinners have been purified; I am a sacrifice, over and over again, to You.

O Nanak, meditation on the Lord’s Name is the fire which burns away sinful mistakes like straw. ||1||