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    Ang Guru Granth Sahib


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    sRI gurU gRMQ swihb jI - AMg 659


    Sri Guru Granth Sahib Ji - Ang 659

    swcI pRIiq hm qum isau jorI ]


    saachee preet ham tum siau joree ||
    I am joined in true love with You, Lord.

    qum isau joir Avr sMig qorI


    ]3]
    tum siau jor avar sa(n)g toree ||3||
    I am joined with You, and I have
    broken with all others. ||3||

    jh jh jwau qhw qyrI syvw ]


    jeh jeh jaau tahaa teree sevaa ||
    Wherever I go, there I serve You.

    qum so Twkuru Aauru n dyvw ]4]


    tum so Thaakur aaur na dhevaa ||4||
    There is no other Lord Master than
    You, O Divine Lord. ||4||

    qumry Bjn ktih jm PWsw ]


    tumare bhajan kaTeh jam faa(n)saa ||
    Meditating, vibrating upon You, the
    noose of death is cut away.

    Bgiq hyq gwvY rivdwsw ]5]5]


    bhagat het gaavai ravidhaasaa ||5||5||
    To attain devotional worship, Ravi
    Daas sings to You, Lord. ||5||5||

    jl kI BIiq pvn kw QMBw rkq


    buMd kw gwrw ]
    jal kee bheet pavan kaa tha(n)bhaa
    rakat bu(n)dh kaa gaaraa ||
    The body is a wall of water,
    supported by the pillars of air; the egg
    and sperm are the mortar.

    hwf mws nwVˆØI ko ipMjru pMKI bsY


    ibcwrw ]1]
    haadd maas naaRa(n)ee ko pi(n)jar
    pa(n)khee basai bichaaraa ||1||
    The framework is made up of bones,
    flesh and veins; the poor soul-bird
    dwells within it. ||1||

    pRwnI ikAw myrw ikAw qyrw ]


    praanee kiaa meraa kiaa teraa ||
    O mortal, what is mine, and what is
    yours?

    jYsy qrvr pMiK bsyrw ]1] rhwau


    ]
    jaise taravar pa(n)kh baseraa ||1||
    rahaau ||
    The soul is like a bird perched upon a
    tree. ||1||Pause||

    rwKhu kMD auswrhu nIvW ]


    raakhahu ka(n)dh usaarahu neevaa(n) ||
    You lay the foundation and build the
    walls.

    swFy qIin hwQ qyrI sIvW ]2]


    saadde teen haath teree seevaa(n) ||2||
    But in the end, three and a half cubits
    will be your measured space. ||2||

    bMky bwl pwg isir fyrI ]


    ba(n)ke baal paag sir dderee ||
    You make your hair beautiful, and
    wear a stylish turban on your head.

    iehu qnu hoiego Bsm kI FyrI


    ]3]
    eih tan hoigo bhasam kee dderee ||3||
    But in the end, this body shall be
    reduced to a pile of ashes. ||3||

    aUcy mMdr suMdr nwrI ]


    uooche ma(n)dhar su(n)dhar naaree ||
    Your palaces are lofty, and your brides
    are beautiful.

    rwm nwm ibnu bwjI hwrI ]4]


    raam naam bin baajee haaree ||4||
    But without the Lord's Name, you
    shall lose the game entirely. ||4||

    myrI jwiq kmInI pWiq kmInI


    ECw jnmu hmwrw ]
    meree jaat kameenee paa(n)t kameenee
    ochhaa janam hamaaraa ||
    My social status is low, my ancestry is
    low, and my life is wretched.

    qum srnwgiq rwjw rwm cMd kih


    rivdws cmwrw ]5]6]
    tum saranaagat raajaa raam cha(n)dh
    keh ravidhaas chamaaraa ||5||6||
    I have come to Your Sanctuary, O
    Luminous Lord, my King; so says Ravi
    Daas, the shoemaker. ||5||6||

    cmrtw gWiT n jneI ]


    chamaraTaa gaa(n)Th na janiee ||
    I am a shoemaker, but I do not know
    how to mend shoes.

    logu gTwvY pnhI ]1] rhwau ]


    log gaThaavai panahee ||1|| rahaau ||
    People come to me to mend their
    shoes. ||1||Pause||

    Awr nhI ijh qopau ]


    aar nahee jeh topau ||
    I have no awl to stitch them;

    nhI rWbI Twau ropau ]1]


    nahee raa(n)bee Thaau ropau ||1||
    I have no knife to patch them. ||1||

    logu gMiT gMiT Krw ibgUcw ]


    log ga(n)Th ga(n)Th kharaa bigoochaa ||
    Mending, mending, people waste their
    lives and ruin themselves.

    hau ibnu gWTy jwie phUcw ]2]


    hau bin gaa(n)The jai pahoochaa ||2||
    Without wasting my time mending, I
    have found the Lord. ||2||

    rivdwsu jpY rwm nwmw ]


    ravidhaas japai raam naamaa ||
    Ravi Daas chants the Lord's Name;

    moih jm isau nwhI kwmw ]3]7]


    moh jam siau naahee kaamaa ||3||7||
    he is not concerned with the
    Messenger of Death. ||3||7||

    rwgu soriT bwxI Bgq BIKn kI


    raag soraTh baanee bhagat bheekhan
    kee
    Raag Sorat'h, The Word Of Devotee
    Bheekhan Jee:

    <> siqgur pRswid ]


    ikOankaar satigur prasaadh ||
    One Universal Creator God. By The
    Grace Of The True Guru:

    nYnhu nIru bhY qnu KInw Bey kys


    duD vwnI ]
    nainahu neer bahai tan kheenaa bhe
    kes dhudh vaanee ||
    Tears well up in my eyes, my body has
    become weak, and my hair has
    become milky-white.

    rUDw kMTu sbdu nhI aucrY Ab


    ikAw krih prwnI ]1]
    roodhaa ka(n)Th sabadh nahee ucharai
    ab kiaa kareh paraanee ||1||
    My throat is tight, and I cannot utter
    even one word; what can I do now? I
    am a mere mortal. ||1||

    rwm rwie hoih bYd bnvwrI ]


    raam rai hoh baidh banavaaree ||
    O Lord, my King, Gardener of the
    world-garden, be my Physician,

    Apny sMqh lyhu aubwrI ]1]


    rhwau ]
    apane sa(n)teh leh ubaaree ||1|| rahaau
    ||
    and save me, Your Saint. ||1||Pause||

    mwQy pIr srIir jlin hY krk


    kryjy mwhI ]
    maathe peer sareer jalan hai karak
    kareje maahee ||
    My head aches, my body is burning,
    and my heart is filled with anguish.

    AYsI bydn aupij KrI BeI vw kw


    AauKDu nwhI ]2]
    aaisee bedhan upaj kharee bhiee vaa
    kaa aaukhadh naahee ||2||
    Such is the disease that has struck
    me; there is no medicine to cure it. ||2||

    hir kw nwmu AMimRq jlu inrmlu


    iehu AauKDu jig swrw ]
    har kaa naam a(n)mirat jal niramal ih
    aaukhadh jag saaraa ||
    The Name of the Lord, the ambrosial,
    immaculate water, is the best
    medicine in the world.

    gur prswid khY jnu BIKnu pwvau


    moK duAwrw ]3]1]
    gur parasaadh kahai jan bheekhan
    paavau mokh dhuaaraa ||3||1||
    By Guru's Grace, says servant
    Bheekhan, I have found the Door of
    Salvation. ||3||1||

    AYsw nwmu rqnu inrmolku puMin


    pdwrQu pwieAw ]
    aaisaa naam ratan niramolak pu(n)n
    padhaarath paiaa ||
    Such is the Naam, the Name of the
    Lord, the invaluable jewel, the most
    sublime wealth, which I have found
    through good deeds.

    Aink jqn kir ihrdY rwiKAw


    rqnu n CpY CpwieAw ]1]
    anik jatan kar hiradhai raakhiaa ratan
    na chhapai chhapaiaa ||1||
    By various efforts, I have enshrined it
    within my heart; this jewel cannot be
    hidden by hiding it. ||1||

    hir gun khqy khnu n jweI ]


    har gun kahate kahan na jaiee ||
    The Glorious Praises of the Lord
    cannot be spoken by speaking.

    jYsy gUMgy kI imiTAweI ]1]


    rhwau ]
    jaise goo(n)ge kee miThiaaiee ||1||
    rahaau ||
    They are like the sweet candies given
    to a mute. ||1||Pause||

    rsnw rmq sunq suKu sRvnw icq


    cyqy suKu hoeI ]
    rasanaa ramat sunat sukh sravanaa
    chit chete sukh hoiee ||
    The tongue speaks, the ears listen,
    and the mind contemplates the Lord;
    they find peace and comfort.

    khu BIKn duie nYn sMqoKy jh dyKW


    qh soeI ]2]2]
    kahu bheekhan dhui nain sa(n)tokhe jeh
    dhekhaa(n) teh soiee ||2||2||
    Says Bheekhan, my eyes are content;
    wherever I look, there I see the Lord.
    ||2||2||

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