You may practice cleansing day and night,
but the filth of your mind shall not leave your body.
You may subject your body to all sorts of disciplines,
but your mind will never be rid of its corruption.
You may wash this transitory body with loads of water,
but how can a wall of mud be washed clean?
O my mind, the Glorious Praise of the Name of the Lord is the highest;
O Nanak, the Naam has saved so many of the worst sinners. ||3||
Even with great cleverness, the fear of death clings to you.
You try all sorts of things, but your thirst is still not satisfied.
Wearing various religious robes, the fire is not extinguished.
Even making millions of efforts, you shall not be accepted in the Court of the Lord.
You cannot escape to the heavens, or to the nether regions,
if you are entangled in emotional attachment and the net of Maya.
All other efforts are punished by the Messenger of Death,
which accepts nothing at all, except meditation on the Lord of the Universe.
Chanting the Name of the Lord, sorrow is dispelled.
O Nanak, chant it with intuitive ease. ||4||
One who prays for the four cardinal blessings
should commit himself to the service of the Saints.