Thursday, January 26, 2012
WADAHANS, FIRST MEHL:
Come, O my companions – let us meet together and dwell upon the True Name. Let us weep over the body’s separation from our Lord and Master; let us remember Him in contemplation. Let us remember our Lord and Master in contemplation, and keep a watchful eye on the Path. We shall have to go there as well. The One who created also destroys; whatever happens is by His Will. Whatever He has done, has come to pass; how can we command Him? Come, O my companions – let us meet together and dwell upon the True Name. || 1 ||
Death would not be called bad, O people, if one knew how to truly die. Serve your Almighty Lord and Master, and your path in the world hereafter will be easy. Take this easy path, and you shall obtain the fruits of your rewards, and receive honor in the world hereafter. Go there with your offering, and you shall merge in the True Lord; your honor shall be confirmed. You shall obtain a place in the Mansion of the Lord Master’s Presence; being pleasing to Him, you shall enjoy the pleasures of His Love. Death would not be called bad, O people, if one knew how to truly die. || 2 ||
The death of brave heroes is blessed, if it is approved by God. They alone are proclaimed as brave warriors in the world hereafter, who receive true honor in the Court of the Lord. They are honored in the Court of the Lord; they depart with honor, and they do not suffer pain in the world hereafter. They meditate on the One Lord, and obtain the fruits of their rewards. Serving the Lord, their fear is dispelled. Do not place yourself above others; dwell within your own mind. The Knower Himself knows everything. The death of brave heroes is blessed, if it is approved by God. || 3 ||
Nanak: for whom should we mourn, O Baba? This world is merely a drama. The Lord Master beholds His work, and contemplates His creative potency. He contemplates His creative potency, having established the Universe. He who created it, He alone knows. He Himself beholds it, and He Himself understands it. He Himself realizes the Hukam of His Command. The One who created these things – He alone knows. His subtle form is infinite. Nanak: for whom should we mourn, O Baba? This world is merely a drama. || 4 || 2 ||
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