The Lord's humble servants beseech and implore Him, and enter His Sanctuary, O my soul; Guru Nanak becomes their Divine Protector. ||3||
The Lord's humble servants are saved, through the Love of the Lord, O my soul; by their pre-ordained good destiny, they obtain the Lord.
The Name of the Lord, Har, Har, is the ship, O my soul, and the Guru is the helmsman. Through the Word of the Shabad, He ferries us across.
The Lord, Har, Har, is all-powerful and very kind, O my soul; through the Guru, the True Guru, He seems so sweet.
Shower Your Mercy upon me, and hear my prayer, O Lord, Har, Har; please, let servant Nanak meditate on Your Name. ||4||2||
Bihaagraa, Fourth Mehl:
In this world, the best occupation is to sing the Praises of the Naam, O my soul. Singing the Praises of the Lord, the Lord is enshrined in the mind.
The Name of the Lord, Har, Har, is immaculate and pure, O my soul. Chanting the Name of the Lord, Har, Har, one is saved.
All sins and errors are erased, O my soul; with the Naam, the Gurmukh washes off this filth.
By great good fortune, servant Nanak meditates on the Lord; even fools and idiots like me have been saved. ||1||
Those who meditate on the Lord's Name, O my soul, overpower the five passions.
The nine treasures of the Naam are within, O my soul; the Great Guru has made me see the unseen Lord.
The Guru has fulfilled my hopes and desires, O my soul; meeting the Lord, all my hunger is satisfied.
O servant Nanak, he alone sings the Glorious Praises of the Lord, O my soul, upon whose forehead God has inscribed such pre-ordained destiny. ||2||
I am a deceitful sinner, O my soul, a cheat, and a robber of others' wealth.
But, by great good fortune, I have found the Guru, O my soul; through the Perfect Guru, I have found the way to salvation.
The Guru has poured the Ambrosial Nectar of the Lord's Name into my mouth, O my soul, and now, my dead soul has come to life again.
O servant Nanak: those who meet the True Guru, O my soul, have all of their pains taken away. ||3||
The Name of the Lord is sublime, O my soul; chanting it, one's sins are washed away.
The Guru, the Lord, has purified even the sinners, O my soul; now, they are famous and respected in the four directions and throughout the four ages.
The filth of egotism is totally wiped away, O my soul, by bathing in the Ambrosial Pool of the Lord's Name.
Even sinners are carried across, O my soul, if they are imbued with the Lord's Name, even for an instant, O servant Nanak. ||4||3||
Bihaagraa, Fourth Mehl:
I am a sacrifice, O my soul, to those who take the Support of the Name of the Lord, Har, Har.
The Guru, the True Guru, implanted the Name within me, O my soul, and He has carried me across the terrifying world-ocean of poison.
Those who have meditated one-pointedly on the Lord, O my soul - I proclaim the Victory of those saintly beings.