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Bhai Gurmeet Singh Jee Shaant
   
Writer: Guru Arjan Dev Ji
Raag Malaar
Page: 1266

ikAw qU socih ikAw qU icqvih ikAw qUM krih aupwey ]
kiaa thoo sochehi kiaa thoo chithuvehi kiaa thoon kurehi oupaaeae ||
What are you so worried about? What are you thinking? What have you tried?
qw kau khhu prvwh kwhU kI ijh gopwl shwey ]1]
thaa ko kehuhu puruvaah kaahoo kee jih gopaal sehaaeae ||1||
Tell me - the Lord of the Universe - who controls Him? ||1||
brsY myGu sKI Gir pwhun Awey ]
burusai maegh sukhee ghar paahun aaeae ||
The rain showers down from the clouds, O companion. The Guest has come into my home.
moih dIn ik®pw iniD Twkur nv iniD nwim smwey ]1] rhwau ]
mohi dheen kirupaa nidhh thaakur nuv nidhh naam sumaaeae ||1|| rehaao ||
I am meek; my Lord and Master is the Ocean of Mercy. I am absorbed in the nine treasures of the Naam, the Name of the Lord. ||1||Pause||
Aink pRkwr Bojn bhu kIey bhu ibMjn imstwey ]
anik prukaar bhojun buhu keeeae buhu binjun misuttaaeae ||
I have prepared all sorts of foods in various ways, and all sorts of sweet deserts.
krI pwkswl soc pivqRw huix lwvhu Bogu hir rwey ]2]
kuree paakusaal soch pavithraa hun laavuhu bhog har raaeae ||2||
I have made my kitchen pure and sacred. Now, O my Sovereign Lord King, please sample my food. ||2||
dust ibdwry swjn rhsy ieih mMidr Gr Apnwey ]
dhusutt bidhaarae saajun rehusae eihi mundhir ghur apunaaeae ||
The villains have been destroyed, and my friends are delighted. This is Your Own Mansion and Temple, O Lord.
jau igRih lwlu rMgIE AwieAw qau mY siB suK pwey ]3]
jo grihi laal rungeeou aaeiaa tho mai sabh sukh paaeae ||3||
When my Playful Beloved came into my household, then I found total peace. ||3||
sMq sBw Et gur pUry Duir msqik lyKu ilKwey ]
sunth subhaa outt gur poorae dhhur musuthak laekh likhaaeae ||
In the Society of the Saints, I have the Support and Protection of the Perfect Guru; this is the pre-ordained destiny inscribed upon my forehead.
jn nwnk kMqu rMgIlw pwieAw iPir dUKu n lwgY Awey ]4]1]
jun naanuk kunth rungeelaa paaeiaa fir dhookh n laagai aaeae ||4||1||
Servant Nanak has found his Playful Husband Lord. He shall never suffer in sorrow again. ||4||1||