Humkumnama from Harmandir Sahib- English translation Saturday 4th October Ang 545-546 Guru Arjan Dev Ji Bihaagraa, Fifth Mehl: The Saints go around, searching for God, the support of their breath of life. They lose the strength of their bodies, if they do not merge with their Beloved Lord. O God, my Beloved, please, bestow Your kindness upon me, that I may merge with You; by Your Mercy, attach me to the hem of Your robe. Bless me with Your Name, that I may chant it, O Lord and Master; beholding the Blessed Vision of Your Darshan, I live. He is all-powerful, perfect, eternal and unchanging, exalted, unapproachable and infinite. Prays Nanak, bestow Your Mercy upon me, O Beloved of my soul, that I may merge with You. ||1|| I have practiced chanting, intensive meditation and fasting, to see Your Feet, O Lord. But still, my burning is not quenched, without the Sanctuary of the Lord Master. I seek Your Sanctuary, God - please, cut away my bonds and carry me across the world-ocean. I am masterless, worthless, and I know nothing; please do not count up my merits and demerits. O Lord, Merciful to the meek, Sustainer of the world, O Beloved, Almighty Cause of causes. Nanak, the song-bird, begs for the rain-drop of the Lords Name; meditating on the Feet of the Lord, Har, Har, he lives. ||2|| Drink in the Ambrosial Nectar from the pool of the Lord; chant the Name of the Lord, Har, Har. In the Society of the Saints, one meets the Lord; meditating on Him, ones affairs are resolved. God is the One who accomplishes everything; He is the Dispeller of pain. Never forget Him from your mind, even for an instant. He is blissful, night and day; He is forever True. All Glories are contained in the Lord in the Universe. Incalculable, lofty and infinite is the Lord and Master. Unapproachable is His home. Prays Nanak, my desires are fulfilled; I have met the Lord, the Greatest Lover. ||3|| The fruits of many millions of charitable feasts come to those who listen to and sing the Lords Praise. Chanting the Name of the Lord, Har, Har, all ones generations are carried across. Chanting the Name of the Lord, one is beautified; what Praises of His can I chant? I shall never forget the Lord; He is the Beloved of my soul. My mind constantly yearns for the Blessed Vision of His Darshan. Auspicious is that day, when God, the lofty, inaccessible and infinite, hugs me close in His embrace. Prays Nanak, everything is fruitful - I have met my supremely beloved Lord God. ||4||3||6||
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