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-739Have Mercy upon me, and bless me with the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy. || 4 || He alone obtains something, who becomes the dust under the feet of all. And he alone repeats the Naam, whom God causes to understand. || 1 || Pause || 2 || 8 || SOOHEE, FIFTH MEHL: Within the home of his own self, he does not even come to see his Lord and Master. And yet, around his neck, he hangs a stone god. ||1|| The faithless cynic wanders around, deluded by doubt. He churns water, and after wasting his life away, he dies. || 1 || Pause || That stone, which he calls his god, that stone pulls him down and drowns him. || 2 || O sinner, you are untrue to your own self; a boat of stone will not carry you across. || 3 || Meeting the Guru, O Nanak, I know my Lord and Master. The Perfect Architect of Destiny is pervading and permeating the water, the land and the sky. || 4 || 3 || 9 || SOOHEE, FIFTH MEHL: How have you enjoyed your Dear Beloved? O sister, please teach me, please show me. ||1|| Crimson, crimson, crimson - this is the color of the soul-bride who is imbued with the Love of her Beloved. || 1 || Pause ll I wash Your Feet with my eye-lashes. Wherever You send me, there I will go. || 2 || I would trade meditation, austerity, self-discipline and celibacy, if I could only meet the Lord of my life, for even an instant. || 3 || She who eradicates her self-conceit, power and arrogant intellect, O Nanak, is the true soul-bride. || 4 || 4 || 10 || SOOHEE, FIFTH MEHL: You are my Life, the very Support of my breath of life. Gazing upon You, beholding You, my mind is soothed and comforted. || 1 || You are my Friend, You are my Beloved. I shall never forget You. || 1 || Pause || I am Your indentured servant; I am Your slave. You are my Great Lord and Master, the treasure of excellence. || 2 || There are millions of servants in Your Court – Your Royal Darbaar. Each and every instant, You dwell with them. || 3 || I am nothing, everything is Yours. Through and through, You abide with Nanak. Il 4 | 5 || 11 || SOOHEE, FIFTH MEHL: His Mansions are so comfortable, and His gates are so lofty. Within them, His beloved devotees dwell. || 1 || The Natural Speech of God is so very sweet. How rare is that person, who sees it with his eyes. || 1 || Pause 11 There, in the arena of the congregation, the divine music of the Naad, the sound current, is sung. There, the Saints celebrate with their Lord. || 2 || Neither birth nor death is there, neither pain nor pleasure. The Ambrosial Nectar of the True Name rains down there. || 3 || From the Guru, I have come to know the mystery of this speech. Nanak speaks the Bani of the Lord, Har, Har. || 4 | 6 || 12 || SOOHEE, FIFTH MEHL: By the Blessed Vision of their Darshan, millions of sins are erased. Meeting with them, this terrifying worldocean is crossed over || 1 || They are my companions, and they are my dear friends, who inspire me to remember the Lord's Name. || 1 || Pause I Hearing the Word of His Shabad, I am totally at peace. When I serve Him, the Messenger of Death is chased away. || 2 || His comfort and consolation soothes and supports my mind. Remembering Him in meditation, my face is radiant and bright. || 3 || God embellishes and supports His servants.
