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Sorat'h, Third Mehl:

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Dear Beloved Lord, I praise You continually, as long as there is the breath within my body.

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If I were to forget You, for a moment, even for an instant, O Lord Master, it would be like fifty years for me.

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I was always such a fool and an idiot, O Siblings of Destiny, but now, through the Word of the Guru's Shabad, my mind is enlightened. ||1||

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Dear Lord, You Yourself bestow understanding.

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Dear Lord, I am forever a sacrifice to You; I am dedicated and devoted to Your Name. ||Pause||

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I have died in the Word of the Shabad, and through the Shabad, I am dead while yet alive, O Siblings of Destiny; through the Shabad, I have been liberated.

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Through the Shabad, my mind and body have been purified, and the Lord has come to dwell within my mind.

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The Guru is the Giver of the Shabad; my mind is imbued with it, and I remain absorbed in the Lord. ||2||

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Those who do not know the Shabad are blind and deaf; why did they even bother to come into the world?

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They do not obtain the subtle essence of the Lord's elixir; they waste away their lives, and are reincarnated over and over again.

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The blind, idiotic, self-willed manmukhs are like maggots in manure, and in manure they rot away. ||3||

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The Lord Himself creates us, watches over us, and places us on the Path, O Siblings of Destiny; there is no one other than Him.

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No one can erase that which is pre-ordained, O Siblings of Destiny; whatever the Creator wills, comes to pass.

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O Nanak, the Naam, the Name of the Lord, abides deep within the mind; O Siblings of Destiny, there is no other at all. ||4||4||

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Sorat'h, Third Mehl:

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The Gurmukhs practice devotional worship, and become pleasing to God; night and day, they chant the Naam, the Name of the Lord.

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You Yourself protect and take care of Your devotees, who are pleasing to Your Mind.

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You are the Giver of virtue, realized through the Word of Your Shabad. Uttering Your Glories, we merge with You, O Glorious Lord. ||1||

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O my mind, remember always the Dear Lord.

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At the very last moment, He alone shall be your best friend; He shall always stand by you. ||Pause||

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The gathering of the wicked enemies shall always practice falsehood; they do not contemplate understanding.

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Who can obtain fruit from the slander of evil enemies? Remember that Harnaakhash was torn apart by the Lord's claws.

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Prahlaad, the Lord's humble servant, constantly sang the Glorious Praises of the Lord, and the Dear Lord saved him. ||2||

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The self-willed manmukhs see themselves as being very virtuous; they have absolutely no understanding at all.

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They indulge in slander of the humble spiritual people; they waste their lives away, and then they have to depart.

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They never think of the Lord's Name, and in the end, they depart, regretting and repenting. ||3||

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The Lord makes the lives of His devotees fruitful; He Himself links them to the Guru's service.

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Imbued with the Word of the Shabad, and intoxicated with celestial bliss, night and day, they sing the Glorious Praises of the Lord.

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Slave Nanak utters this prayer: O Lord, please, let me fall at their feet. ||4||5||

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Sorat'h, Third Mehl:

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He alone is a Sikh, a friend, a relative and a sibling, who walks in the Way of the Guru's Will.

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One who walks according to his own will, O Siblings of Destiny, suffers separation from the Lord, and shall be punished.

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Without the True Guru, peace is never obtained, O Siblings of Destiny; again and again, he regrets and repents. ||1||

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The Lord's slaves are happy, O Siblings of Destiny.

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