708 : 449
Engrossed in sexual desire, anger and egotism, he wanders around insane.

708 : 450
When the Messenger of Death hits him on the head with his club, then he regrets and repents.

708 : 451
Without the Perfect, Divine Guru, he roams around like Satan. ||9||

708 : 452
Shalok:

708 : 453
Power is fraudulent, beauty is fraudulent, and wealth is fraudulent, as is pride of ancestry.

708 : 454
One may gather poison through deception and fraud, O Nanak, but without the Lord, nothing shall go along with him in the end. ||1||

708 : 455
Beholding the bitter melon, he is deceived, since it appears so pretty

708 : 456
But it is not worth even a shell, O Nanak; the riches of Maya will not go along with anyone. ||2||

708 : 457
Pauree:

708 : 458
It shall not go along with you when you depart - why do you bother to collect it?

708 : 459
Tell me, why do you try so hard to acquire that which you must leave behind in the end?

708 : 460
Forgetting the Lord, how can you be satisfied? Your mind cannot be pleased.

708 : 461
One who forsakes God, and attaches himself to another, shall be immersed in hell.

708 : 462
Be kind and compassionate to Nanak, O Lord, and dispel his fear. ||10||

708 : 463
Shalok:

708 : 464
Princely pleasures are not sweet; sensual enjoyments are not sweet; the pleasures of Maya are not sweet.

708 : 465
The Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy, is sweet, O slave Nanak; the Blessed Vision of God's Darshan is sweet. ||1||

708 : 466
I have enshrined that love which drenches my soul.

708 : 467
I have been pierced by the Truth, O Nanak; the Master seems so sweet to me. ||2||

708 : 468
Pauree:

708 : 469
Nothing seems sweet to His devotees, except the Lord.

708 : 470
All other tastes are bland and insipid; I have tested them and seen them.

708 : 471
Ignorance, doubt and suffering are dispelled, when the Guru becomes one's advocate.

708 : 472
The Lord's lotus feet have pierced my mind, and I am dyed in the deep crimson color of His Love.

708 : 473
My soul, breath of life, body and mind belong to God; all falsehood has left me. ||11||

708 : 474
Shalok:

708 : 475
Leaving the water, the fish cannot live; the rainbird cannot live without the raindrops from the clouds.

708 : 476
The deer is enticed by the sound of the hunter's bell, and shot through with the arrow; the bumble bee is entangled in the fragrance of the flowers.

708 : 477
The Saints are entranced by the Lord's lotus feet; O Nanak, they desire nothing else. ||1||

708 : 478
Show me Your face, for even an instant, Lord, and I will not give my consciousness to any other.

708 : 479
My life is with the Lord Master, O Nanak, the Friend of the Saints. ||2||

708 : 480
Pauree:

708 : 481
How can the fish live without water?

708 : 482
Without the raindrops, how can the rainbird be satisfied?

708 : 483
The deer, entranced by the sound of the hunter's bell, runs straight to him;

708 : 484
the bumble bee is greedy for the flower's fragrance; finding it, he traps himself in it.

708 : 485
Just so, the humble Saints love the Lord; beholding the Blessed Vision of His Darshan, they are satisfied and satiated. ||12||

708 : 486
Shalok:

708 : 487
They contemplate the Lord's lotus feet; they worship and adore Him with each and every breath.

708 : 488
They do not forget the Name of the imperishable Lord; O Nanak, the Transcendent Lord fulfills their hopes. ||1||

708 : 489
He is woven into the fabric of my mind; He is not outside of it, even for an instant.

708 : 490
O Nanak, the True Lord and Master fulfills my hopes, and always watches over me. ||2||

708 : 491
Pauree:

708 : 492
My hopes rest in You, O Lord of the universe; please, fulfill them.

708 : 493
Meeting with the Lord of the world, the Lord of the universe, I shall never grieve.

708 : 494
Grant me the Blessed Vision of Your Darshan, the desire of my mind, and my worries shall be over.