By His Grace, you wear silks and satins;
why abandon Him, to attach yourself to another?
By His Grace, you sleep in a cozy bed;
O my mind, sing His Praises, twenty-four hours a day.
By His Grace, you are honored by everyone;
with your mouth and with your tongue, chant His Praises.
By His Grace, you remain in the Dharma;
O mind, meditate continually on the Supreme Lord God.
Meditating on God, you shall be honored in His Court;
O Nanak, you shall return to your true home with honor. ||2||
By His Grace, you have a healthy, golden body;
attune yourself to that Loving Lord.
By His Grace, your honor is preserved;
O mind, chant the Praises of the Lord, Har, Har, and find peace.
By His Grace, all your deficits are covered;
O mind, seek the Sanctuary of God, our Lord and Master.
By His Grace, no one can rival you;
O mind, with each and every breath, remember God on High.
By His Grace, you obtained this precious human body;
O Nanak, worship Him with devotion. ||3||