The Ādi Granth, or the Holy Scriptures of the Sikhs (1877) · 158

(2). 0 remover of pain, 0 inestimable treasure!

0 thou fearless, free from enmity, unfathomable, unweighable one!

0 timeless form, not produced from a womb, remembering thee in my mind I become refreshed, 0 Lord!

(3). Thou art always my companion in every circumstance, 0 Gopal!

Thou art cherishing the high and the low.

The elixir of (thy) name is satiating my heart, I drink the nectar proceeding from the mouth of the Guru, 0 Lord!

(4). In pain and in comfort I meditate on thcc, 0 beloved!

This good disposition of mind I have obtained from the Guru.

Thou art the support of Naiiak, 0 Lord, by all means I shall pass over (the ocean of the world), 0 Lord! 2

(1). Blessed is that time, in which I have met with the true Guru!

Pruitful is (thy) sight, seeing (thee) with my eyes I am saved.

Blessed are the forty-eight minutes, the seconds and moments and the twenty-four minutes, blessed is that conjunction, 0 Lord!

(2). By exerting myself (my) mind has become pure.

"Walking in the way of Hari every error has been done away.

The treasure of the name was proclaimed to me by the true Guru, all diseases were extinguished, 0 Lord!

Thou thyself hast told it, thou thyself hast explained it.

The Guru has said: in all there is One (alone). One (alone), there will be no other, 0 Lord!

' Arjun frequently gives no hint as to the subject and all must be found out by conjecture. ' The words yjfBVS^^ tTV© "lust thus be divided: VfTtcf ''-raV ^ ift^; ^ is an interjection, the same as J>|'.

RAG MAJH, ilAH. V., SABD XI.-XIII. (XYIIL— XX.) 139

(4). Nectar-juice (I have) dnmk from Hari, the Guru. Hari has become (my) clothing, the name (of Hari) my food.

In the name is (my) pleasure, in the name (my) delight and sports, the name is made by N'anak the object of his enjoyments, 0 Lord!

I devote, I devote myself a hundred thousand times: give me the dust of the saints, 0 Lord!

(2). Thou art the donor, thou art the Supreme Spirit, the disposer of the destiny.

Thou art powerful, always bestowing comforts.

Every one gets from thee his sustenance,' bring to an end our drought," 0 Lord!

The difficult fort of the soul is thereby overcome (conquered).

Thou art the donor, thou art the Supreme Spirit, the disposer of destiny, like thee there is no other hero, 0 Lord!

(4). The dust of the saints is applied to my face.

Evil-mindedness is extinguished, wickedness of thought has (no longer) a share (in me).

I dwell continually in the house of truth, I sing the excellences (of Hari); Jfanak (says): falsehoods have been done away, 0 Lord!