Shabad 12: Sathguru daya karen
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Sathaguru daya karen
Daya karen sukh daata
ham laavai aapan paalee
ham andhhulae andhh bikhai bikh raathae
kyon chaaleh gur chaalee
Gurasikh meeth chalahu Guru chaalee
Meeth chalo Guru chalee
jo Gur kehai soee bhal maanahu
Har har kathhaa niraalee rehaao
har kae sa(n)th sunahu jan bhaaee gur saevihu baeg baegaalee
sathagur saev kharach har baadhhahu
math jaanahu aaj k kaalhee
har kae sa(n)th japahu har japanaa har sa(n)th chalai har naalee
jin har japiaa sae har hoeae har miliaa kael kaelaalee
aap karathaa aap bhugathaa aap kaaran keeaa
binava(n)th naanak saeee jaanehi jinhee har ras peeaa
bikhai ban feekaa thiaag ree sakheeeae naam mehaa ras peeou
bin ras chaakhae budd gee sagalee sukhee n hovath jeeou
har har japan jap loch luochaanee har kirapaa kar banavaalee
jan naanak sa(n)gath saadhh har maelahu ham saadhh janaa pag raalee
charan kamal basae ridh a(n)thar a(n)mrith har ras chaakhae
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If the True Guru, the Giver of peace, shows His kindness,
He attaches us to the hem of His robe.
I am blind, totally blind, entangled in corruption and poison. How can I walk on the Guru's Path?
O Sikhs of the Guru, O friends, walk on the Guru's Path.
Whatever the Guru says, accept that as good; the sermon of the Lord, Har, Har, is unique and wonderful.
O Saints of the Lord, O Siblings of Destiny, listen: serve the Guru, quickly now!
Let your service to the True Guru be your supplies on the Lord's Path; pack them up, and don't think of today or tomorrow.
O Saints of the Lord, chant the chant of the Lord's Name; the Lord's Saints walk with the Lord.
Those who meditate on the Lord, become the Lord; the playful, wondrous Lord meets them.
He Himself is the Creator, and He Himself is the Enjoyer. He created the Creation.
Prays Nanak, they alone know this, who drink in the subtle essence of the Lord.
Renounce the tasteless water of corruption, O my companion, and drink in the supreme nectar of the Naam, the Name of the Lord.
Without the taste of this nectar, all have drowned, and their souls have not found happiness.
To chant the chant of the Lord's Name, Har, Har, is the longing I long for; have Mercy upon me, O Lord of the world-forest.
O Lord, unite servant Nanak with the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy; make me the dust of the feet of the Holy.
The Lotus Feet of God come to abide within his heart, and he savors the sublime essence of the Lord's Ambrosial Nectar.
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