Kirtan Sohila
rwgu gauVI pUrbI mhlw 4 ]
raag ga-orhee poorbee mehlaa 4.
Raag Gauree Poorbee, Fourth Mehl:
kwim kroiD ngru bhu BirAw imil swDU KMfl KMfw hy ]
kaam karoDh nagar baho bhari-aa mil saaDhoo khandal khanda hay.
The body-village is filled to overflowing with anger and sexual desire; these were broken into bits when I met with the Holy Saint.
pUrib ilKq ilKy guru pwieAw min hir ilv mMfl mMfw hy ]1]
poorab likhat likhay gur paa-i-aa man har liv mandal mandaa hay. ||1||
By pre-ordained destiny, I have met with the Guru. I have entered into the realm of the Lord’s Love. ||1||
kir swDU AMjulI punu vfw hy ]
kar saaDhoo anjulee pun vadaa hay.
Greet the Holy Saint with your palms pressed together; this is an act of great merit.
kir fMfauq punu vfw hy ]1] rhwau ]
kar dand-ut pun vadaa hay. ||1|| rahaa-o.
Bow down before Him; this is a virtuous action indeed. ||1||Pause||
swkq hir rs swdu n jwixAw iqn AMqir haumY kMfw hy ]
saakat har ras saad na jaani-aa tin antar ha-umai kandaa hay.
The wicked shaaktas, the faithless cynics, do not know the Taste of the Lord’s Sublime Essence. The thorn of egotism is embedded deep within them.
ijau ijau clih cuBY duKu pwvih jmkwlu shih isir fMfw hy ]2]
ji-o ji-o chaleh chubhai dukh paavahi jamkaal saheh sir dandaa hay. ||2||
The more they walk away, the deeper it pierces them, and the more they suffer in pain, until finally, the Messenger of Death smashes his club against their heads. ||2||
hir jn hir hir nwim smwxy duKu jnm mrx Bv KMfw hy ]
har jan har har naam samaanay dukh janam maran bhav khanda hay.
The humble servants of the Lord are absorbed in the Name of the Lord, Har, Har. The pain of birth and the fear of death are eradicated.
AibnwsI purKu pwieAw prmysru bhu soB KMf bRhmMfw hy ]3]
abhinaasee purakh paa-i-aa parmaysar baho sobh khand barahmandaa hay. ||3||
They have found the Imperishable Supreme Being, the Transcendent Lord God, and they receive great honor throughout all the worlds and realms. ||3||
hm grIb mskIn pRB qyry hir rwKu rwKu vf vfw hy ]
ham gareeb maskeen parabh tayray har raakh raakh vad vadaa hay.
I am poor and meek, God, but I belong to You! Save me-please save me, O Greatest of the Great!
jn nwnk nwmu ADwru tyk hY hir nwmy hI suKu mMfw hy ]4]4]
jan naanak naam aDhaar tayk hai har naamay hee sukh mandaa hay. ||4||4||
Servant Nanak takes the Sustenance and Support of the Naam. In the Name of the Lord, he enjoys celestial peace. ||4||4||
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