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Bilaaval, Fifth Mehl, Chhant:

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

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Come, O my sisters, come, O my companions, and let us remain under the Lord's control. Let's sing the Songs of Bliss of our Husband Lord.

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Renounce your pride, O my companions, renounce your egotistical pride, O my sisters, so that you may become pleasing to your Beloved.

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Renounce pride, emotional attachment, corruption and duality, and serve the One Immaculate Lord.

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Hold tight to the Sanctuary of the Feet of the Merciful Lord, your Beloved, the Destroyer of all sins.

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Be the slave of His slaves, forsake sorrow and sadness, and do not bother with other devices.

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Prays Nanak, O Lord, please bless me with Your Mercy, that I may sing Your songs of bliss. ||1||

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The Ambrosial Naam, the Name of my Beloved, is like a cane to a blind man.

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Maya seduces in so many ways, like a beautiful enticing woman.

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This enticer is so incredibly beautiful and clever; she entices with countless suggestive gestures.

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Maya is stubborn and persistent; she seems so sweet to the mind, and then he does not chant the Naam.

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At home, in the forest, on the banks of sacred rivers, fasting, worshipping, on the roads and on the shore, she is spying.

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Prays Nanak, please bless me with Your Kindness, Lord; I am blind, and Your Name is my cane. ||2||

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I am helpless and masterless; You, O my Beloved, are my Lord and Master. As it pleases You, so do You protect me.

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I have no wisdom or cleverness; what face should I put on to please You?

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I am not clever, skillful or wise; I am worthless, without any virtue at all.

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I have no beauty or pleasing smell, no beautiful eyes. As it pleases You, please preserve me, O Lord.

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His victory is celebrated by all; how can I know the state of the Lord of Mercy?

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Prays Nanak, I am the servant of Your servants; as it pleases You, please preserve me. ||3||

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I am the fish, and You are the water; without You, what can I do?

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I am the rainbird, and You are the rain-drop; when it falls into my mouth, I am satisfied.

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When it falls into my mouth, my thirst is quenched; You are the Lord of my soul, my heart, my breath of life.

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Touch me, and caress me, O Lord, You are in all; let me meet You, so that I may be emancipated.

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In my consciousness I remember You, and the darkness is dispelled, like the chakvi duck, which longs to see the dawn.

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Prays Nanak, O my Beloved, please unite me with Yourself; the fish never forgets the water. ||4||

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Blessed, blessed is my destiny; my Husband Lord has come into my home.

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The gate of my mansion is so beautiful, and all my gardens are so green and alive.

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My peace-giving Lord and Master has rejuvenated me, and blessed me with great joy, bliss and love.

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My Young Husband Lord is eternally young, and His body is forever youthful; what tongue can I use to chant His Glorious Praises?

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My bed is beautiful; gazing upon Him, I am fascinated, and all my doubts and pains are dispelled.

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Prays Nanak, my hopes are fulfilled; my Lord and Master is unlimited. ||5||1||3||

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Bilaaval, Fifth Mehl, Chhant, Mangal ~ The Song Of Joy:

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

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Shalok:

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God is beautiful, tranquil and merciful; He is the treasure of absolute peace, my Husband Lord.