ਸ਼ਬਦ ਹਜ਼ਾਰੇ

Maajh, Fifth Mehl, Chau-Padhay, First House:

My mind longs for the Blessed Vision of the Guru's Darshan.

It cries out like the thirsty song-bird.

My thirst is not quenched, and I can find no peace, without the Blessed Vision of the Beloved Saint. ||1||

I am a sacrifice, my soul is a sacrifice, to the Blessed Vision of the Beloved Saint Guru. ||1||Pause||

Your Face is so Beautiful, and the Sound of Your Words imparts intuitive wisdom.

It is so long since this rainbird has had even a glimpse of water.

Blessed is that land where You dwell, O my Friend and Intimate Divine Guru. ||2||

I am a sacrifice, I am forever a sacrifice, to my Friend and Intimate Divine Guru. ||1||Pause||

When I could not be with You for just one moment, the Dark Age of Kali Yuga dawned for me.

When will I meet You, O my Beloved Lord?

I cannot endure the night, and sleep does not come, without the Sight of the Beloved Guru's Court. ||3||

I am a sacrifice, my soul is a sacrifice, to that True Court of the Beloved Guru. ||1||Pause||

By good fortune, I have met the Saint Guru.

I have found the Immortal Lord within the home of my own self.

I will now serve You forever, and I shall never be separated from You, even for an instant. Servant Nanak is Your slave, O Beloved Master. ||4||

I am a sacrifice, my soul is a sacrifice; servant Nanak is Your slave, Lord. ||Pause||1||8||

Dhanaasaree, First Mehl, First House, Chau-Padhay:

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

My soul is afraid; to whom should I complain?

I serve Him, who makes me forget my pains; He is the Giver, forever and ever. ||1||

My Lord and Master is forever new; He is the Giver, forever and ever. ||1||Pause||

Night and day, I serve my Lord and Master; He shall save me in the end.

Hearing and listening, O my dear sister, I have crossed over. ||2||

O Merciful Lord, Your Name carries me across.

I am forever a sacrifice to You. ||1||Pause||

In all the world, there is only the One True Lord; there is no other at all.

He alone serves the Lord, upon whom the Lord casts His Glance of Grace. ||3||

Without You, O Beloved, how could I even live?

Bless me with such greatness, that I may remain attached to Your Name.

There is no other, O Beloved, to whom I can go and speak. ||1||Pause||

I serve my Lord and Master; I ask for no other.

Nanak is His slave; moment by moment, bit by bit, he is a sacrifice to Him. ||4||

O Lord Master, I am a sacrifice to Your Name, moment by moment, bit by bit. ||1||Pause||4||1||

Tilang, First Mehl, Third House:

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

This body fabric is conditioned by Maya, O beloved; this cloth is dyed in greed.

My Husband Lord is not pleased by these clothes, O Beloved; how can the soul-bride go to His bed? ||1||

I am a sacrifice, O Dear Merciful Lord; I am a sacrifice to You.

I am a sacrifice to those who take to Your Name.

Unto those who take to Your Name, I am forever a sacrifice. ||1||Pause||

If the body becomes the dyer's vat, O Beloved, and the Name is placed within it as the dye,

and if the Dyer who dyes this cloth is the Lord Master - O, such a color has never been seen before! ||2||

Those whose shawls are so dyed, O Beloved, their Husband Lord is always with them.

Bless me with the dust of those humble beings, O Dear Lord. Says Nanak, this is my prayer. ||3||

He Himself creates, and He Himself imbues us. He Himself bestows His Glance of Grace.

O Nanak, if the soul-bride becomes pleasing to her Husband Lord, He Himself enjoys her. ||4||1||3||

Tilang, First Mehl:

O foolish and ignorant soul-bride, why are you so proud?

Within the home of your own self, why do you not enjoy the Love of your Lord?