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O My True Lord Master, True is Your glorious greatness.

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You are the Supreme Lord God, the Infinite Lord and Master. Your creative power cannot be described.

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True is Your glorious greatness; when You enshrine it within the mind, one sings Your Glorious Praises forever.

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He sings Your Glorious Praises, when it is pleasing to You, O True Lord; he centers his consciousness on You.

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One whom You unite with Yourself, as Gurmukh, remains absorbed in You.

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Thus says Nanak: O my True Lord Master, True is Your Glorious Greatness. ||10||2||7||5||2||7||

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Raag Aasaa, Chhant, Fourth Mehl, First House:

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

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Life - I have found real life, as Gurmukh, through His Love.

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The Lord's Name - He has given me the Lord's Name, and enshrined it within my breath of life.

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He has enshrined the Name of the Lord, Har, Har within my breath of lfe, and all my doubts and sorrows have departed.

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I have meditated on the invisible and unapproachable Lord, through the Guru's Word, and I have obtained the pure, supreme status.

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The unstruck melody resounds, and the instruments ever vibrate, singing the Bani of the True Guru.

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O Nanak, God the Great Giver has given me a gift; He has blended my light into the Light. ||1||

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The self-willed manmukhs die in their self-willed stubbornness, declaring that the wealth of Maya is theirs.

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They attach their consciousness to the foul-smelling pile of filth, which comes for a moment, and departs in an instant.

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They attach their consciousness to the foul-smelling pile of filth, which is transitory, like the fading color of the safflower.

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One moment, they are facing east, and the next instant, they are facing west; they continue spinning around, like the potter's wheel.

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In sorrow, they eat, and in sorrow, they gather things and try to enjoy them, but they only increase their stores of sorrow.

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O Nanak, one easily crosses over the terrifying world-ocean, when he comes to the Sanctuary of the Guru. ||2||

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My Lord, my Lord Master is sublime, unapproachable and unfathomable.

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The wealth of the Lord - I seek the wealth of the Lord, from my True Guru, the Divine Banker.

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I seek the wealth of the Lord, to purchase the Naam; I sing and love the Glorious Praises of the Lord.

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I have totally renounced sleep and hunger, and through deep meditation, I am absorbed into the Absolute Lord.

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The traders of one kind come and take away the Name of the Lord as their profit.

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O Nanak, dedicate your mind and body to the Guru; one who is so destined, attains it. ||3||

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The great ocean is full of the treasures of jewels upon jewels.

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Those who are committed to the Word of the Guru's Bani, see them come into their hands.

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This priceless, incomparable jewel comes into the hands of those who are committed to the Word of the Guru's Bani.

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They obtain the immeasurable Name of the Lord, Har, Har; their treasure is overflowing with devotional worship.

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I have churned the ocean of the body, and I have seen the incomparable thing come into view.

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The Guru is God, and God is the Guru, O Nanak; there is no difference between the two, O Siblings of Destiny. ||4||1||8||

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Aasaa, Fourth Mehl:

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Slowly, slowly, slowly, very slowly, the drops of Ambrosial Nectar trickle down.