Saturday, September 20, 2014

Posted September 20, 2014 by hukam
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O my Lord and Master, You are unattached; You have so many hand-maidens like me, Lord. You are the ocean, the source of jewels; I do not know Your value, Lord. I do not know Your value; You are the wisest of all; please show Mercy unto me, O Lord. Show Your Mercy, and bless me with such understanding, that I may meditate on You, twenty-four hours a day. O soul, don’t be so arrogant – become the dust of all, and you shall be saved. Nanak’s Lord is the Master of all; He has so many hand-maidens like me. || 1 ||

Your depth is profound and utterly unfathomable; You are my Husband Lord, and I am Your bride. You are the greatest of the great, exalted and lofty on high; I am infinitesimally small. I am nothing; You are the One and only. You Yourself are All-knowing. With just a momentary Glance of Your Grace, God, I live; I enjoy all pleasures and delights. I seek the Sanctuary of Your Feet; I am the slave of Your slaves. My mind has blossomed forth, and my body is rejuvenated. O Nanak, the Lord and Master is contained amongst all; He does just as He pleases. || 2 ||

I take pride in You; You are my only Strength, Lord. You are my understanding, intellect and knowledge. I know only what You cause me to know, Lord. He alone knows, and he alone understands, upon whom the Creator Lord bestows His Grace. The self-willed manmukh wanders along many paths, and is trapped in the net of Maya. She alone is virtuous, who is pleasing to her Lord and Master. You are Nanak’s only pride, Lord. || 3 ||

I am a sacrifice, devoted and dedicated to You; You are my sheltering mountain, Lord. I am a sacrifice, thousands, hundreds of thousands of times, to the Lord. He has torn away the veil of doubt; darkness has been eliminated, and I have renounced corruption and sin. My mind is reconciled with my Lord and Master. I have become pleasing to my Dear God, and I have become carefree. My life is fulfilled and approved. I have become invaluable, of tremendous weight and value. The Door, and the Path of liberation are open to me now. Says Nanak, I am fearless; God has become my Shelter and Shield. || 4 || 1 || 4 ||

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Thursday, September 18, 2014

Posted September 18, 2014 by hukam
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They tied my arms, bundled me up, and threw me before an elephant. The elephant driver struck him on the head, and infuriated him. But the elephant ran away, trumpeting, “I am a sacrifice to this image of the Lord.” || 1 ||

O my Lord and Master, You are my strength. The Qazi shouted at the driver to drive the elephant on. || 1 ||

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He yelled out, “O driver, I shall cut you into pieces. Hit him, and drive him on!” But the elephant did not move; instead, he began to meditate. The Lord God abides within his mind. || 2 ||

What sin has this Saint committed, that you have made him into a bundle and thrown him before the elephant? Lifting up the bundle, the elephant bows down before it. The Qazi could not understand it; he was blind. || 3 ||

Three times, he tried to do it.

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Wednesday, September 17

Posted September 17, 2014 by hukam
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With hope and desire, I approach His Bed, but I do not know whether He will be pleased with me or not. || 2 || How do I know what will happen to me, O my mother? Without the Blessed Vision of the Lord’s Darshan, I cannot survive. || 1 || Pause ||

I have not tasted His Love, and my thirst is not quenched. My beautiful youth has run away, and now I, the soul-bride, repent and regret. || 3 ||

Even now, I am held by hope and desire. I am depressed; I have no hope at all. || 1 || Pause ||

She overcomes her egotism, and adorns herself; the Husband Lord now ravishes and enjoys the soul-bride on His Bed. || 4 ||

Then, O Nanak, the bride becomes pleasing to the Mind of her Husband Lord; she sheds her self-conceit, and is absorbed in her Lord and Master.

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Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Posted September 16, 2014 by hukam
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The religious rites, rituals and hypocrisies which are seen, are plundered by the Messenger of Death, the ultimate tax collector. In the state of Nirvaanaa, sing the Kirtan of the Creator’s Praises; contemplating Him in meditation, even for an instant, one is saved. || 1 ||

O Saints, cross over the world-ocean. One who practices the Teachings of the Saints, by Guru’s Grace, is carried across. || 1 || Pause ||

Millions of cleansing baths at sacred shrines of pilgrimage only fill the mortal with filth in this Dark Age of Kali Yuga. One who sings the Glorious Praises of the Lord in the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy, becomes spotlessly pure. || 2 ||

One may read all the books of the Vedas, the Bible, the Simritees and the Shaastras, but they will not bring liberation. One who, as Gurmukh, chants the One Word, acquires a spotlessly pure reputation. || 3 ||

The four castes – the Kh’shaatriyas, Brahmins, Soodras and Vaishyas – are equal in respect to the teachings. One who, as Gurmukh, chants the Naam, the Name of the Lord, is saved. In this Dark Age of Kali Yuga, O Nanak, God is permeating the hearts of each and every being. || 4 || 3 || 50 ||

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Saturday, September 13, 2014

Posted September 13, 2014 by hukam
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The ignorant fools amass false wealth. The blind, foolish, self-willed manmukhs have gone astray. Poisonous wealth brings constant pain. It will not go with you, and it will not yield any profit. || 1 ||

True wealth is obtained through the Guru’s Teachings. False wealth continues coming and going. || Pause ||

The foolish self-willed manmukhs all go astray and die. They drown in the terrifying world-ocean, and they cannot reach either this shore, or the one beyond. But by perfect destiny, they meet the True Guru; imbued with the True Name, day and night, they remain detached from the world. || 2 ||

Throughout the four ages, the True Bani of His Word is Ambrosial Nectar. By perfect destiny, one is absorbed in the True Name. The Siddhas, the seekers and all men long for the Name. It is obtained only by perfect destiny. || 3 ||

The True Lord is everything; He is True. Only a few realize the exalted Lord God. He is the Truest of the True; He Himself implants the True Name within. O Nanak, the Lord Himself sees all; He Himself links us to the Truth. || 4 || 7 ||

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Friday, September 12, 2014

Posted September 12, 2014 by hukam
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Friend, my Friend – standing so near to me is my Friend! Beloved, the Lord my Beloved – with my eyes, I have seen the Lord, my Beloved! With my eyes I have seen Him, sleeping upon the bed within each and every heart; my Beloved is the sweetest ambrosial nectar. He is with all, but he cannot be found; the fool does not know His taste. Intoxicated with the wine of Maya, the mortal babbles on about trivial affairs; giving in to the illusion, he cannot meet the Lord. Says Nanak, without the Guru, he cannot understand the Lord, the Friend who is standing near everyone. || 1 ||
God, my God – the Support of the breath of life is my God. Merciful Lord, my Merciful Lord – the Giver of gifts is my Merciful Lord. The Giver of gifts is infinite and unlimited; deep within each and every heart, He is so beautiful! He created Maya, His slave, so powerfully pervasive – she has enticed all beings and creatures. One whom the Lord saves, chants the True Name, and contemplates the Word of the Guru’s Shabad. Says Nanak, one who is pleasing to God – God is very dear to him. || 2 ||
I take pride, I take pride in God; I take pride in my God. Wise, God is wise; my Lord and Master is all-wise, and all-knowing. All-wise and all-knowing, and forever supreme; the Name of the Lord is Ambrosial Nectar. Those who have such pre-ordained destiny recorded upon their foreheads, taste it, and are satisfied with the Lord of the Universe. They meditate on Him, and find Him; they place all their pride in Him. Says Nanak, He is seated on His eternal throne; True is His royal court. || 3 ||
The song of joy, the Lord’s song of joy; listen to the song of joy of my God. The wedding song, God’s wedding song; the unstruck sound current of His wedding song resounds. The unstruck sound current vibrates, and the Word of the Shabad resounds; there is continuous, continual rejoicing. Meditating on that God, everything is obtained; He does not die, or come or go. Thirst is quenched, and hopes are fulfilled; the Gurmukh meets with the absolute, unmanifest Lord. Says Nanak, in the Home of my God, the songs of joy are continuously, continually heard. || 4 || 1 ||

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Thursday, September 11, 2014

Posted September 11, 2014 by hukam
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I am nothing, God; everything is Yours. In this world, You are the absolute, formless Lord; in the world hereafter, You are the related Lord of form. You play it both ways, O my Lord and Master. || 1 ||

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You exist within the city, and beyond it as well; O my God, You are everywhere. You Yourself are the King, and You Yourself are the subject. In one place, You are the Lord and Master, and in another place, You are the slave. || 1 ||

From whom should I hide? Whom should I try to deceive? Wherever I look, I see Him near at hand. I have met with Guru Nanak, the Embodiment of the Holy Saints. When the drop of water merges into the ocean, it cannot be distinguished as separate again. || 2 || 1 || 117 ||

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